Gay club
Tonight my friend wants to go with me to a gay club. I can't go though, I have no money to spend there. My other friend is having a party and wants me to go to that. Luckily both my friends are friends of each other, so maybe I could coordinate a party plan for tonight. I don't even want to go out anymore. Am I being snobby and childish by saying that I am not interested in anyone anymore? No one I meet has anything interesting to say. Quite possibly I am looking in the wrong directions. I can't be so critical of others. I should accept them, flaws and all. I have my flaws. At times I think of myself as perfect though. Maybe it is me who has nothing interesting to say, and thus the other persons response would be boring by default. No one wants to talk about Anais Nin or Henry Miller, or how connected to thier heart they feel that they are. I don't want to dance and make out with boys. That is so boring to me. I have no desire to do any of those things. I do not want to get drunk anymore. Except when I am down in Boston wich is only once a week. When I made friends with Evan I really liked him alot. He is sweet and sensitive and fun and not dark and angry at the world. I really admire his positivity. It is hard to find someone who has not given up on life in Maine.