it always seems that i end up the fool. why is that? why are there such jerks out there and why do i always end up crossing their path? i guess its my fault this time for putting myself in the situation in the first place, but i really did feel like it was a legitimate situation. but i felt that the last time too. and we all know how that turned out.
either way, now i feel more than a little bit pathetic. so that's always awesome.
Sunday, June 24, 2007
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
yes, i'm still here
i know. it's been forever since i've written. i've been busy, but that's not an excuse because i have had plenty to talk about.
so the class with the clone went gloriously. i loved every second of it and am pretty sad that it's over. i ended up seeing the instructor play his instrument of choice with a band. it was amazing. i could have seriously sat there all night and listened to him play. i'm on the lookout for the next time he plays.
my job started. lets talk about how frustrating that is. there is a complete lack of support and i can't stand it. i have been there for 5 years. i know what's going on. i can't imagine what it would be like for someone who has no experience. i have a meeting tomorrow with the head of it all. hopefully i can get some of my points across.
a lot of my friends have moved back to the area. i had a reunion of monumental proportions on friday night. all the ladies from my guarding days. it was crazy. had a good time though. hopefully there will be some more good times.
so about this whole not writing thing... i've been thinking about it a lot lately. i'll think that i want to write, and then just not do it. this is the conclusion i've come to. the one person who i really wanted to read this, i told to fuck off. i started it for me, but i continued it for him. mistake. and in my realization of this, i've also realized that if i did ever run into him on the street, i could pick it up exactly where it ended off like none of the badness ever happened. i miss him a lot.
so the class with the clone went gloriously. i loved every second of it and am pretty sad that it's over. i ended up seeing the instructor play his instrument of choice with a band. it was amazing. i could have seriously sat there all night and listened to him play. i'm on the lookout for the next time he plays.
my job started. lets talk about how frustrating that is. there is a complete lack of support and i can't stand it. i have been there for 5 years. i know what's going on. i can't imagine what it would be like for someone who has no experience. i have a meeting tomorrow with the head of it all. hopefully i can get some of my points across.
a lot of my friends have moved back to the area. i had a reunion of monumental proportions on friday night. all the ladies from my guarding days. it was crazy. had a good time though. hopefully there will be some more good times.
so about this whole not writing thing... i've been thinking about it a lot lately. i'll think that i want to write, and then just not do it. this is the conclusion i've come to. the one person who i really wanted to read this, i told to fuck off. i started it for me, but i continued it for him. mistake. and in my realization of this, i've also realized that if i did ever run into him on the street, i could pick it up exactly where it ended off like none of the badness ever happened. i miss him a lot.
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