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The weekend was alright...the first half was definitly blah, but after Saturday night drinking, snacking and video game playing with Marc things took a pretty good turn.
I finally got my nails done on Friday. It's only been more than a month. Then, because my will is weak I visited HMV, they've got Buffy on sale again, 30 bucks a season as opposed to 60 is pretty good. And and and, I got the Hilarious House of Frightenstein too, mostly for the childhood memory factor though. I pretty much spent that night and all day Saturday laying in bed watching Buffy, I havn't had that much lazy time to myself in a while. Like I mentioned, Marc came over after work that night and we had a booze-fest. Seriously, we got lime gin, chambord, peach and rootbeer schnapps. We put a pretty good dent in each of 'em too.
My mummers went to Cranbrook for a visit Friday, she should be back later today. Dad left for Atlanta yesterday so me and my brother had the house to ourselves...well, until Marc came back anyway. Then I made a pretty killer stir-fry (if I do say so myself). I love cooking for my friends, Archie was supposed to be there too, hell he's the one who asked that I made stir-fry but the ass stood me up. I'm not going to get into that though, it's a whole bitter can or worms that I don't have the energy to open right now.
For whatever reason I feel really blah and indifferent. I don't know why either, usually when I feel this way it's because I'm PMSing, but I'm not. I just feel really neglected and lonely and there isn't really a reason for it. I've been hanging out with Marc, and Christine from work, I've gone out to the bar for the first time in a really long time, I'm going to kung foo again. I should be feeling good, not depressed. I should be thinking back on the past couple weeks and feeling happy. Things are going well for me for the first time in a long while, I just don't understand. The same goes for this weekend, I should think back on it as a good weekend. I slacked off and got to spend a bunch of time just chilling with Marc, but I don't. This sucks.
I finally got my nails done on Friday. It's only been more than a month. Then, because my will is weak I visited HMV, they've got Buffy on sale again, 30 bucks a season as opposed to 60 is pretty good. And and and, I got the Hilarious House of Frightenstein too, mostly for the childhood memory factor though. I pretty much spent that night and all day Saturday laying in bed watching Buffy, I havn't had that much lazy time to myself in a while. Like I mentioned, Marc came over after work that night and we had a booze-fest. Seriously, we got lime gin, chambord, peach and rootbeer schnapps. We put a pretty good dent in each of 'em too.
My mummers went to Cranbrook for a visit Friday, she should be back later today. Dad left for Atlanta yesterday so me and my brother had the house to ourselves...well, until Marc came back anyway. Then I made a pretty killer stir-fry (if I do say so myself). I love cooking for my friends, Archie was supposed to be there too, hell he's the one who asked that I made stir-fry but the ass stood me up. I'm not going to get into that though, it's a whole bitter can or worms that I don't have the energy to open right now.
For whatever reason I feel really blah and indifferent. I don't know why either, usually when I feel this way it's because I'm PMSing, but I'm not. I just feel really neglected and lonely and there isn't really a reason for it. I've been hanging out with Marc, and Christine from work, I've gone out to the bar for the first time in a really long time, I'm going to kung foo again. I should be feeling good, not depressed. I should be thinking back on the past couple weeks and feeling happy. Things are going well for me for the first time in a long while, I just don't understand. The same goes for this weekend, I should think back on it as a good weekend. I slacked off and got to spend a bunch of time just chilling with Marc, but I don't. This sucks.