Who has time?
I hope everyone had a good Thanksgiving. I keep telling myself that I'm going to start updating this on a daily basis, but who has time really?
If I think about it, what would I say? I usually go to work and I come home. On Mondays, Tuesdays, and Thursdays I go to kickboxing. I guess I could talk about that. Or I could talk about my home life, and how much I despise it.
Did I tell you my friend Sean died last Tuesday? That was pretty depressing. I went home for the funeral. He and his wife used to come over to the house and pick me up.... we'd go to Dwight's in the middle of the night for milkshakes, and back to his place to watch movies or something. He didn't like me sitting around being depressed all of the time. He was really a great guy... honestly, it's a real loss to humanity, because he was one of the few truly wonderful people in the world. We hadn't really hung out a whole lot lately because of geographical reasons, but we still chatted on occasion.
I'd talk about my personal life and how miserable I am.... but then I'm sure it would come back to haunt me. Rachel likes to bring things up in arguments, and any exposed information is used against me. If you wonder why I keep things bottled up, it's because I'm paranoid. She makes me that way. Oh no! I've (probably) said too much. (REM anyone?)
Have a good night. I won't.
If I think about it, what would I say? I usually go to work and I come home. On Mondays, Tuesdays, and Thursdays I go to kickboxing. I guess I could talk about that. Or I could talk about my home life, and how much I despise it.
Did I tell you my friend Sean died last Tuesday? That was pretty depressing. I went home for the funeral. He and his wife used to come over to the house and pick me up.... we'd go to Dwight's in the middle of the night for milkshakes, and back to his place to watch movies or something. He didn't like me sitting around being depressed all of the time. He was really a great guy... honestly, it's a real loss to humanity, because he was one of the few truly wonderful people in the world. We hadn't really hung out a whole lot lately because of geographical reasons, but we still chatted on occasion.
I'd talk about my personal life and how miserable I am.... but then I'm sure it would come back to haunt me. Rachel likes to bring things up in arguments, and any exposed information is used against me. If you wonder why I keep things bottled up, it's because I'm paranoid. She makes me that way. Oh no! I've (probably) said too much. (REM anyone?)
Have a good night. I won't.
posted by sixy at
11:27 PM
1 Comments:
She probably hates that you and I talk again. :(
I've never been one to hold grudges though, even if they're held against me.
If it's one thing Sean's death taught me, it's that life is too short to pick people apart for petty shit, when you never know if they'll be there the next day or not to reminisce about the good memories you had together.
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