So, my friend Kris was bummed last night because she couldn't go and see the midnight premiere of Emo Hot Topic Teenie Porn, and she then asked me if I wanted to go to Bethesda, MD to see Scythian on Saturday.
I always want to see Scythian.
She'll pitch in for gas. That's a heck of a lot of gas. But it should theoretically not cost me a whole tank and gas is still cheap, if I get $20 from her I'll be golden.
Still, it's an expense that I wasn't counting on, and cuts into what I'm saving up to see Scythian and Albannach in February, and of course
tribalforces.
On the other hand, I left it up to her to find out if she can in fact get into the pub the show is at, since she's only 20 (why can't she just hurry the fuck up and turn 21, come on? It's not that hard, I did it). And I'm not going to count on her 'I'll just tell them I'm the DD' plan. I'm not driving 2 hours each way to stand in the cold and argue with a bouncer. I'm too old and too broke to be that adventurous.
If we do that, and I end up doing the Prop H8 protest on Sunday, I'll be falling way behind on NaNo, but at this point I'm once again thinking I've won by trying anyway. I probably won't win even if I write 24-7 this weekend. I made very little progress during the week, mainly due to stress from work. And things like protesting Prop H8, whether it works or not, are important.
It's fucking snowing. I hate that fucking white shit. I used to think I'd love it, because it's so pretty. But it's cold and wet and sticks to your windshield and you have to stand around in the cold scraping it off. Nevermind, Canada, I think if I'm really pressed for a gay-friendly country I'll move to South Africa and be Nelson Clemente's neighbour.
It's Friday already. Where did the week go? Each day takes absolutely forever, but before I know it, it's the weekend again. I'd say this is a good thing, except that all the shit parts of my life drag on anyway. Anyway, it's pay day, so I'm off to pay some bills before heading out to scraping off the car and going to class. No homework today. I'm boycotting that for the rest of the term.
I always want to see Scythian.
She'll pitch in for gas. That's a heck of a lot of gas. But it should theoretically not cost me a whole tank and gas is still cheap, if I get $20 from her I'll be golden.
Still, it's an expense that I wasn't counting on, and cuts into what I'm saving up to see Scythian and Albannach in February, and of course
tribalforces.On the other hand, I left it up to her to find out if she can in fact get into the pub the show is at, since she's only 20 (why can't she just hurry the fuck up and turn 21, come on? It's not that hard, I did it). And I'm not going to count on her 'I'll just tell them I'm the DD' plan. I'm not driving 2 hours each way to stand in the cold and argue with a bouncer. I'm too old and too broke to be that adventurous.
If we do that, and I end up doing the Prop H8 protest on Sunday, I'll be falling way behind on NaNo, but at this point I'm once again thinking I've won by trying anyway. I probably won't win even if I write 24-7 this weekend. I made very little progress during the week, mainly due to stress from work. And things like protesting Prop H8, whether it works or not, are important.
It's fucking snowing. I hate that fucking white shit. I used to think I'd love it, because it's so pretty. But it's cold and wet and sticks to your windshield and you have to stand around in the cold scraping it off. Nevermind, Canada, I think if I'm really pressed for a gay-friendly country I'll move to South Africa and be Nelson Clemente's neighbour.
It's Friday already. Where did the week go? Each day takes absolutely forever, but before I know it, it's the weekend again. I'd say this is a good thing, except that all the shit parts of my life drag on anyway. Anyway, it's pay day, so I'm off to pay some bills before heading out to scraping off the car and going to class. No homework today. I'm boycotting that for the rest of the term.
- Current Mood:
contemplative
Comments
Ehn. *shrug* People who've lived with this weather since they born (like me) don't like it either. *hugs* Hang in there.
There's definitely a need to be a part of those things that, if you don't participate, you'll miss them. As happy as I was to complete NaNo when I did it, the limit and time frame really are arbitrary--as long as you won't lose your momentum, you can stand to meet the goals a few days late. :)
I've accomplished that already and I shouldn't let my own competitiveness sabotage me.
Hahahaha. I love it. :-D
One of these days, could I maybe tag along with you to a Scythian show? Maybe in February? (And now that I'm listening to some of their stuff, I'm wondering why I didn't listen to them before.)
I haven't heard the term 'Prop H8' before, but I like it. And I've always believed that if you *try* doing NaNo, you win, so you'll be getting a gold star from me either way.
Don't move to South Africa - come to Delaware and we'll move to Rehoboth Beach. (It's very gay friendly and much cheaper in the long run.) And while we get snow, it hardly ever sticks or accumulates.