Where does the good go?
Spring break is half over and I have done nothing productive. I have not done any of the projects and homeworks assigned over break, haven't done my taxes, haven't cleaned my room and haven't gotten my car looked at at. Instead, I have played Diablo 2, slept, read Death Note, watched Death Note, and slept some more. I hadn't stepped out of the house to meet any friends before today. It's just so hard for me to leave the house. I literally feel too lethargic to even want to go any where. Sad, but the hermity truth.
So I meet up with an old and dear friend and as usual ponder what we should do. To prove what an utter bore I am, I told her the new Walmart opened up at the mall and so we decided to check it out. Afterwards, we wandered the mall for about 10 minutes before fleeing from the scene. I have never met two women more adverse to shopping than us two. What is wrong with us? We ended up going to her house and just sitting around and talking. Same old same old. Though different things are happening in our lives, we never seem to move forward. Starting off with work/family related talk, and then the inevitable turn towards old maid-hood, where we lament about how it sucks we can't get a date. This is always fun, although I think we have the same conversation every time, because in this area, time really has stood still for us, and we're both still forever single. I just fear that with each passing year, the man hater in me gains more ground. Then after being all talked out, she offers to cook dinner for me. Though I didn't want to trouble her, I really did want to try her cooking, so I agreed. I really like asparagus, but I hate how bad my pee smells after eating it. After dinner, which was good, she drives me home because we both understand that watching TV in your own house is better than watching it at someone elses. Though seemingly boring to others I'm sure, I really enjoyed just talking and laughing about ourselves. Three cheers for mediocrity.
So I meet up with an old and dear friend and as usual ponder what we should do. To prove what an utter bore I am, I told her the new Walmart opened up at the mall and so we decided to check it out. Afterwards, we wandered the mall for about 10 minutes before fleeing from the scene. I have never met two women more adverse to shopping than us two. What is wrong with us? We ended up going to her house and just sitting around and talking. Same old same old. Though different things are happening in our lives, we never seem to move forward. Starting off with work/family related talk, and then the inevitable turn towards old maid-hood, where we lament about how it sucks we can't get a date. This is always fun, although I think we have the same conversation every time, because in this area, time really has stood still for us, and we're both still forever single. I just fear that with each passing year, the man hater in me gains more ground. Then after being all talked out, she offers to cook dinner for me. Though I didn't want to trouble her, I really did want to try her cooking, so I agreed. I really like asparagus, but I hate how bad my pee smells after eating it. After dinner, which was good, she drives me home because we both understand that watching TV in your own house is better than watching it at someone elses. Though seemingly boring to others I'm sure, I really enjoyed just talking and laughing about ourselves. Three cheers for mediocrity.