A Friday the 13th...the unlucky day. You know it has always yielded good things for me. I hope the trend continues today...so far things have been pretty indifferent. I drug my ass into my psyche class this morning and now I am home. I have a party tonight but I am pretty ambivalent about that. I am looking forward to it in the abstract, but knowing the hisotry of my parties I am trying not to get my hopes up. I have invited a bunch of people in the hopes that maybe a fourth of them will show. But if past efforts prove true it'll be me and maybe five or six other people. That would be fine I suppose.
This week has been odd to say the least. Tuesday was a benchmark day in that I managed to get hit on by two different women...no to most of you this will not seem like a big deal...and really it isn't. It has jsut never happened that way to me before. I gave one my phone number, but I doubt she'll call, not because I don't feel good about myself but just because I think that most people who acquire numbers probably never call. It doesn't matter anyway because I need to concentrate on other thing anyway like getting through the semester with decent grades. As it draws to a close I can feel the push...This thing on tuesday just serves to prove that I do much better when I am not worried about meeting people and get all tense. I was just hanging out, doing karaoke and bam, bam there it was. If nothing else it made me feel better.
Wednesday I got my bass guitar. It is a thing of beauty. It is a white Fender and I managed to get it for $179 which I've been told is a really great price but I know dick about instruments so I have to take their word for it. Anyway, despite my lack of knowledge about how to play, it is a fun thing to mess around with and I really enjoy the hell out of it. This is a good thing considering that I now have no money to do anything else.
Overall this week has really done something to me, not in terms of the events that have happened but in terms of my attitude on a lot of things. I let a lot of shit go that was making me uptight. I think what got it all in motion was the Henry Rollins show I saw last Thursday. It really opened my eyes in a lot of ways, although I am not sure I can articulate any of them here. It just let me know that I needed to let a lot of things go, and now that I have I feel much better and much more centered. A lot more mellow I suppose. It is a good feeling to say the least, and quite uncharacteristic of this time of year in which I classically get exceptionally depressed and moody. Well I hope I can steer clear of that this time and it looks as if I am on the right track.