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I do this on Xanga, that is, report on the couple of days that I don't normally post on because I've been afk. I've experienced a few really odd things, played in one game, and skipped one that I really wanted to go to. Anyhow, I guess it was enough that I felt I needed to post something about it. I think this is going to be one of those shotgun posts before bed. The shot goes everywhere; I hope I tag something that's interesting to you.
Days that I get off work, well, I'm almost totally useless. I go to sleep in the 8:30 or 9 and wake up at 2:30 or 3, feeling like I ought to be dead. I couldn't get a haircut this Friday, and somehow that dealt a serious emotional blow to me. After I returned defeated, I sulked, then ate dinner. Sorry to the people that I told I'd go out to; I honestly felt like I had a hard time moving. I eventually went out to drink with Matt and Anthony for a bit, I guess from 8 to 3, but the drive was short, and I spent more time then not sitting out on the porch of my friends place who lives, surprisingly now, about 5 minutes away. I spoke for a while with Madelyne, Matt's girlfriend, who I thought hated me, but very kindly apologized, and watched at Matt and she drove off.
After a long pause, I decided I'd sit inside for a while. I tried the door, but I'd been locked out, so I just went home. Listened to music and watched the sun rise by myself again. What are you going to do? Watch the sun rise every morning, feel a little stirring in your breast, a little twist in your gut, a little sad by yourself again, and smile; this morning, at least, belongs to you before you finally rest. And I do.
Today I woke up at 3, put on my clothing and went in to get my haircut, making an appointment just under the wire. An hour later, I leave with much shorter hair, and I feel a lot better. Went to the last game wormtongue game before I leave, and everyone seemed glad to have me. It was stated more then once that people were sad I was leaving, which actually surprised me, and made me feel a little better about it. Not that I'm happy to leave my friends behind, but I'm glad they care about me. I guess I've had more of an impact all this time then I really thought. Hm.
The game was good, with a few exceptions. I was glad to see everyone again.
As much as these days make me sad and uncomfortable due to circumtances, there are certain things I'll never be able to forget. They're profound. It's hard to put them into words.
Days that I get off work, well, I'm almost totally useless. I go to sleep in the 8:30 or 9 and wake up at 2:30 or 3, feeling like I ought to be dead. I couldn't get a haircut this Friday, and somehow that dealt a serious emotional blow to me. After I returned defeated, I sulked, then ate dinner. Sorry to the people that I told I'd go out to; I honestly felt like I had a hard time moving. I eventually went out to drink with Matt and Anthony for a bit, I guess from 8 to 3, but the drive was short, and I spent more time then not sitting out on the porch of my friends place who lives, surprisingly now, about 5 minutes away. I spoke for a while with Madelyne, Matt's girlfriend, who I thought hated me, but very kindly apologized, and watched at Matt and she drove off.
After a long pause, I decided I'd sit inside for a while. I tried the door, but I'd been locked out, so I just went home. Listened to music and watched the sun rise by myself again. What are you going to do? Watch the sun rise every morning, feel a little stirring in your breast, a little twist in your gut, a little sad by yourself again, and smile; this morning, at least, belongs to you before you finally rest. And I do.
Today I woke up at 3, put on my clothing and went in to get my haircut, making an appointment just under the wire. An hour later, I leave with much shorter hair, and I feel a lot better. Went to the last game wormtongue game before I leave, and everyone seemed glad to have me. It was stated more then once that people were sad I was leaving, which actually surprised me, and made me feel a little better about it. Not that I'm happy to leave my friends behind, but I'm glad they care about me. I guess I've had more of an impact all this time then I really thought. Hm.
The game was good, with a few exceptions. I was glad to see everyone again.
As much as these days make me sad and uncomfortable due to circumtances, there are certain things I'll never be able to forget. They're profound. It's hard to put them into words.
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