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Well, I'm sitting here in front of my computer tonight, feeling utterly snubbed.
No art-night, no jamming hopelessly on my bass, no flashing my new tattoo, no lovely girl-flirting, and no general social goodness. Why? No word, no map, no damn phone call.
So much for looking forward to that friendly gathering... I love being involved in the loop.
Hmph, hmph, buggery-fuck, and hmph.
In other news, I miss my family. I miss being a part of my little brother's life like I used to be. I miss knowing instinctively what they'd love to get for Christmas. I miss being there instead of having to pencil in some time for them on a calendar.
And I'm going to miss everyone else when I go home for Christmas. In the middle of my family, whom I miss and love and want to be with... I'm going to be alone.
Fuck it, I'm suddenly very tired. I'm going to go cry now. Or not. Whatever.
No art-night, no jamming hopelessly on my bass, no flashing my new tattoo, no lovely girl-flirting, and no general social goodness. Why? No word, no map, no damn phone call.
So much for looking forward to that friendly gathering... I love being involved in the loop.
Hmph, hmph, buggery-fuck, and hmph.
In other news, I miss my family. I miss being a part of my little brother's life like I used to be. I miss knowing instinctively what they'd love to get for Christmas. I miss being there instead of having to pencil in some time for them on a calendar.
And I'm going to miss everyone else when I go home for Christmas. In the middle of my family, whom I miss and love and want to be with... I'm going to be alone.
Fuck it, I'm suddenly very tired. I'm going to go cry now. Or not. Whatever.