Aug 14, 2008 18:02
I've got too much time on my hands to think and reflect. The best days of summer are those where there's a bright sunny morning that is swallowed by a grey cottony monster that then bathes the Earth in our own polluted filth. Yeah, I've thought about it some. I like the storms and the way the weather can change within a day the way life does.
Over the course of my introspective self-analysis I've realized that I keep far too many female friends for whatever reason. I suppose I might do it because I like to keep my dating options open but realistically, I never end up dating any of them and I'm in a permanent state of gossip and girl-talk. That's why I enjoy being out on tour in a very testosterone saturated environment (metaphorically speaking) where we're free to be what three males are together. I suppose that's what makes Steve such a good friend to me as well, since he's opposite of me but every bit the kind of sexist, sports-savvy brute that I'm not - so I'm balanced. Long story short, I need to hang with more dudes because females are fucking complicated, and I have to censor myself.
In other catastrophic news, a girl I had a huge thing for in college is pregnant with her husband. I hated to hear it but I congratulated her and joked those sort of jokes you do about being young and a parent - no fun anymore, etc. It's not that I want to be her shoes or be the father but I don't think I'm ready for everyone else to be married and having their own children, we're still under 25, come on now. Whatever, next week I'm leaving for a good time in Murfreesboro/Nashville it's very much needed. This is the end of this post.