Just a quickie: In no particular order: I love this one for signing my guestbook. Thank you! I love this one for the beautiful entry. I love this one for buying Chevelle. Ok, now that the lovefest is taken care of . . . I feel like a shadow of myself. Like I get up, eat breakfast, take a shower, do homework, sit in class, do homework, go to sleep, etc. I just move from one little activity to the next, with nothing of myself involved. Does that make sense? Which is why I took this and next Saturday off. Wee! This Saturday is the Fest in Calistoga. The Supertones are playing for free, and they are always fun live. I wasn't really feeling like going earlier, but then I was telling Danny how fun the Supertones are because you get to jump up and down and fist pump the air and shout "HOO! HA!" during that one song. Now I feel a little more stoked. I'm not sure whether to invite the new Josh along. Last weekend, Bobby, Danny, Josh, and I went to dinner at Taco Bell (yes, it was a field trip because Taco Bell is far away . . .we were in the mood, ok?) and Danny was all mopey. Tonight he said it was because he was hanging out with someone he didn't know, a friend, and someone he felt distant from (me). I said, "ok, so why didn't you try to get to know the person you didn't know? and why didn't you try to enjoy the time with the person you feel distant from?" then I said "and why would I want to keep making efforts to hang out with you if you're just going to spend the time moping about how we don't hang out much anymore?" Looking back, that might have come across a bit harsh. I was just being frank, as usual. He said it was a slap in the face that he needed, though, and promised that there would be no moping on Saturday. Relationship mended? I think so. Anyway, I'm thinking maybe I should not invite Josh to the fest, just to give everyone some space. But he (Josh) is going to stop by work tomorrow, I think, and it will be hard to resist inviting him. To be honest, he occupies my thoughts far more that I would prefer. It's annoying! And, even worse, the resident suspicion of "he's just being nice to me because he wants to get some action" is slowly but surely eroding. Just because I choose not to date doesn't mean I'm never attracted to anybody, although that is a choice in itself. It's hard to stick to my guns sometimes, but I won't fail now.
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