It was a dark and stormy…
It was a dark and stormy night…..
I always wanted to start writing something that way. I’ve even been tempted to enter the Bulwer-Lyton contest to see what would happen. My writing is as bad as the next guy’s.
It is currently a dark and stormy night, to follow what was a dark and drizzly day. An unusual occurrence this summer. It’s not a day that makes you want to jump out of bed and shout, "Oh joy! What wonders await me on this glorious day?" It makes you say…"It’s too cold and dark to do anything I might just as well stay in bed".
I didn’t quite do that, but staying in bed until ten o’clock was pretty close. It was a struggle to drag myself out from under the covers.
I spent the afternoon running all those errands I really hate. I particularly hate grocery shopping. It is so boring. There’s nothing interesting to buy, and I find cooking for just myself to be a tedious waste of time. I’m an o.k. cook, but I can’t be bothered just cooking for one. I tend to toss a piece of chicken in the oven and slap together a salad, and that’s it. Now I don’t even bother tearing lettuce any more, I just buy one of those salads in a bag. So grocery shopping is something I put off until the cupboard is bare.
These days fast food is my friend.
I also went to a travel agent today, and got a brochure for a package to New York City.
I’m going to try to talk Dee into going, but if she won’t I think I’ll sink the money into one of these packages and just go by myself. It’s pricier than I might like, but it’s convenient and will get me there. I’m going to bring it up with Dee when I see her tomorrow.
And I’ll have to keep my fingers crossed that I can get a reservation on such short notice. I used to be a well-prepared person. That seems to be a thing of the past.
I think it’s a sign of depression.
I spent too much time playing on the web today, and reading other journals. I can’t say I found any new ones that really grabbed me, but it’s interesting to read what other people are doing in their lives.
It makes me want to travel to some of the places that they live. I’d really like to see the Pacific Northwest someday.
I’m supposed to go to a pool party tomorrow afternoon. It’s being given by one of the chorus members and only a handful of us are invited.
I really don’t have any interest in going, but I can’t graciously get out of it. If the weather stays as it is today, it’ll be a lousy day to sit near a pool.
The bigger problem is that I don’t even own a bathing suit. I can’t remember the last time I had the opportunity to go swimming, or the interest to go as far as that’s concerned.
I’ll have to go and be social and put on a false face. My goal is to not say anything to upset anyone, and to not let any of them get to me.
Might be tough.
I wonder when I became so unsociable?
I used to have an apartment full of people when I lived in Northampton. They were often high school kids who were in my theatre productions, but they were there all the time. If I wasn’t at the theater they were at my apartment. I rarely had any time alone.
Now you have to pry me out of here with a crowbar, and I rarely have anyone over. I don’t know why that’s so, either.
I do know that I don’t’ care much about having people around, and that I prefer to just go off on my own. I can always find someone to do something with, or someone to talk with on the phone if I feel like it.
I also blame the internet for this tendency.
I can spend hours playing here. I used to play games, but I seem to have given that up lately. Not online games, but things like solitaire or other card games. I’ve never tried to play any online games. It’s probably just as well, I could see getting hooked on them.
I’ll bet I’m up till all hours tonight.
I didn’t do enough today to get myself tired, and sleeping so late was not a help. I should think of some project I’d like to work on, I imagine I’ll have lots of time to get it done.
Maybe I can make some cards to send off just for the heck of it. I wish Michael were still a person who I could just send stuff to on a whim. I miss doing that, but I don’t know if he wants me to continue or to stop now that our relationship seems to have diminished.
I could always just make some cards to put in my project book I suppose. That will take some time.
The smart thing to do would be to go to bed early, tired or not.
But I’m not smart.
I’m never going to adjust to school hours again.
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