[Drunken Lullabies]
I came to a realization recently. Well, it was really a while ago, but the idea only solidified for me just within the last few minutes. I hadn't noticed it, but for a while I've been pretty content. Angry at times, yes. Sometimes a little sad, but for the most part I've been able to keep my head up and take things as they come.
I don't remember the last time I was really like this. I don't know why it is, but I just seem to have some sort of blissful indifference for most of the world. The past week or so, I haven't really cared what happens--I figure I'll take care of it all as it comes. I've adopted the Greek way of life: "Eat, drink, and be merry today. There is a great chance you won't be here tomorrow."
What if I'm not here tomorrow? What then? I don't want to stare my death in the eye and have regrets about my life. I just don't have time to be unhappy, so I'm not. Eh.

The other day someone told me that most of the time girls tend to gravitate to the gay guys. That might be true, but as I have posted before, I have plenty of girl friends. I think they're just more interesting than my male friends. It's probably a little odd that I like to listen to them too. I like to hear what my friends have to say, I like to hear them talk about whatever they have to say--from what they did today to whatever they're thinking of...good or bad.
I guess that's why I really don't care about having a girlfriend. I mean, what would I do with a girlfriend that I don't do with my girl friends now? I talk to them until odd hours of the morning, I go out to the movies, dinner, the mall, all that stuff. So I don't see any real point in putting myself in danger of being hurt again like I was in March.
If there are any male readers out there, you might be thinking "well what about the sex?" What about it? There's more to life and relationships than sex. It really doesnt matter to me either way. I'm not prepared to deal with the consequences of something I really don't need to partake in. That's just my opinion, as is just about everything in my journal here. Eh.

In shallower news, I downloaded a bunch of Flogging Molly stuff last night. Good band. I really like their Irishness. I love being Irish.
So Greg Perkins told me that if I can pay for my ticket and get a room, I can go to Nationals with him and his friends. Sounds pretty good, eh? Right now, I'm looking to invade one of my friend's rooms, so that if I do win BAE I can still stay in the same hotel as the rest of my team. Explain the logic? Sure. If I book a room for Nats in Atlanta, it'll be in about a month. Nats are in April. So...if I book a room in a hotel, and it ends up being something other than the one my team stays at, I won't be staying with them. That would make for some tough commutes and coordination. Get it? Got it? Good.
We put up Christmas stuff today. The tree, lights, foily stuff on the front doors, all that stuff. So while I was doing that and making the floors shiny, the mom went out and got us all TVs. Sounds good, eh? Christmas presents, though. Sigh. Oh well.
I'm about written out...lol I guess I don't have much more to write tonight...
Gr. I wanted to write some more, but I don't know what to write.