nothingwrongwithme
Damn, Another week of awesome ended... back to the daily grind.
Except that the only real thing I have to do is drive my little bro to camp every day and work volunteer for the Charlatan... and since I love both driving and writing for the Charlatan...
Damn, life is good.
Back home for a while, had to come back, esepcially after that incident in Hull. You know what sucks more, is that my spares broke first thing this morning, so I've been wearing Shades all day, since my shades are prescription... my last pair of prescription eyewear I currently own.
Yes, even now, at 3 AM, I am wearing shades. Consequently, it is not very easy to type right now, so excuse any mistakes as I pretty much have my eyes closed and I'm only looking at the screen every minute or so to make sure my fingers aren't in the wrong place.
You know what's crazy? I started feeling like this when talking to my parents in the car today, my life is slowing DOWN.
I mean, not that it was all that fast even in the first year of Uni, but now it's just slowing DOWN. I mean,.. I'm guess I'm learning to chillax, but things are actually getting to the point where I'm getting serious about a lot of things.
I barely notice when someone cracks a good joke.
That's CRAZY.
Shucks to the 'learning to chillax' theory. Maybe it was after the whole dealy last year with the po-pos and all that I've just slowed down.
I miss just going crazy-go-nuts and driving around all night doing jack-all.
I actually go to a bed at night now. That's nuts, I mean I'm not... staying up to play video games with some friends, not out in a car, driving around aimlessly doing some sort of god-knows what... having an adventure in god-knows where...
Not on the wrong end of a handgun, either, which I suppose is a very good thing, since those accidental pumpins with silly people no longer happen... as they've been known to once or twice.
I'm trying to decide whether not this is a good thing. On one hand I miss my adventures and my old life.
On the other hand, I'm more settled... and maybe that's a good thing. Even if it isn't because I'm chillaxin'.
Maybe I need to think about it less, since most likely I'm just going through a small phase where I'm just going to relax, get my head straight, before I do wild and crazy-go-nuts stuff once again.
I do like to justify things... don't I?
I'm not even going to take a stab at what this means for me when I'm thinking about relationhips... since my mind has been circling around maybe leaving the long-term option open again... despite recent accusations (and some admissions) of sluttiness.
To be fair, I haven't slept with anyone in over a month. (Two? Maybe?)
But I said I wasn't going to go there. I don't let the inner-emo go out for many walks nowadays.
Might be the long hair. Reverting back to a chilled rocker... all I need now is a porch and a band to chill with.
And some keys. GOD I miss the keyboard. I bet I couldn't improv worth crap-all right now. And I'd put lots and lots of money on that bet... I haven't really touched the keys in maybe two or three years.
Three... I left NY three years ago.
Wow.
But I don't think I'll ever go back to them. I think, if anything, I will remain a singer, and only a singer. This dog's not learning any new tricks.
But I do have to regain my voice... maybe I'll practise with some people after I get back to Ottawa.
Anyway, these shades are buggin me out. I'm going to go and sleep for a few hours before I have to head out tomorrow. And hopefully to get some new glasses, cause having shades and only shades for another day would really, really realy suck.
By the way, to my friends in Ottawa, thanks for a good time. Sorry if we missed each other, but we've got a year to keep on seeing each other. =D
To new friends/acquaintances, nice meeting you, hope to be seeing more of you.
Cheers.