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Upon reading my previous entries, I notice that I only post here when I'm depressed. I guess that's normal, since when I'm happy I don't really feel a need to vent. Right now, I'm neither happy nor sad, I'm just.... here. This past week has been a blur. On Saturday (I think) I went over to Jenni's for her 22nd birthday, took Kitch home, went back 'cause I was asked to, and ended up staying until about 3:30. On Sunday, I went over to Dave's place, gamed for a bit, drank some, and then the group of us went out with Anna and Yasmin to Pirate's Den, where I had much more to drink, prompting the next-most-recent post. Nothing much of note on Monday. On Tuesday, Ben came into town, so we hung out at Christie's for a bit, then I went to see 7 Pounds with Adrienne, and spent the whole movie trading quips about the Will-Smith Continuum (affectionately referred to as the "Willenium"), then went over to TJ's for Rock Band until 3:30, and had an absolute blast. Nobody wanted to sing, so I had the microphone all night, and I may have even sounded decent. Instead of going to bed, I stayed up all night, which probably wasn't a good idea, since I had to leave for an audition in Wilmington early Wednesday morning. I had to keep pinching myself to stay awake, because the drive was so boring. The audition was simple, and I loaded up on Caffeine pills for the drive back.
I didn't want to go to sleep, so I cleaned the house for 5 hours until Kitch got home, then puttered around for a while until going to TJ's again. As it tends to happen, we played RB until 3:30. Afterwards, I made a complete ass of myself on the phone with Adrienne, buried my head under a pillow until drifting off, then woke up at 8 this morning to find a job (still no luck). And that has been this week in Ryan's life.
I didn't want to go to sleep, so I cleaned the house for 5 hours until Kitch got home, then puttered around for a while until going to TJ's again. As it tends to happen, we played RB until 3:30. Afterwards, I made a complete ass of myself on the phone with Adrienne, buried my head under a pillow until drifting off, then woke up at 8 this morning to find a job (still no luck). And that has been this week in Ryan's life.