Sunday wasn’t a bad day. I haven’t had a good sunday in a long time, there always seems to be some stressing force surrounding my aura, but sunday I just forced myself to stop thinking about everything that’d been bothering me, and somehow it worked.

The night before, i went to bed at about 6am, and woke back up at noon. I got some maki and a smoothie for lunch, talked with the venezuelan roomie for a little while, and we discussed how his bed broke in half while he was “sleeping”. Then I went back to my room, and listened to the pavement album that I downloaded a few days earlier. This is probably my favorite album of the year, the album is 2 cds long, and just about every song is extraordinarily pleasant.

While listening to pavement I laid in bed. I was a little bit lonely, but I should be getting a little company here pretty soon.

I’ve been talking with a couple of women who have told me they are in polyamorous relationships. People of this variety often concern me, because I’m never aware of the legitimacy of their claim on the front of their significant other. I would like to believe that this is 2008, and that there are all types of relationships, and people are much more open minded than they once were. I just don’t want to be a home wrecker.

Well, one woman is coming to visit from Champaign, IL this weekend, and I’m not sure about the other. They are both beautiful, interesting people, and that’s the only reason why I’m continuing to talk with them. My standards are a little more loose when chatting with fellow single people, but I keep a small group when talking with the already ‘committed’ folks.

This year I get to work christmas eve, christmas day, new years eve, and new years day. The schedule had me coming back monday night at 9pm, and working until friday morning. Then I’m out for 4 days, come back with 2 days left in the year, and I’m also in for the first two days of the year. Man that’s not fair.

I haven’t ever spent a new years ever with another person. Last year I walked most of the night. The year before that I was alone in my parents home, same for several years before that. I never had any friends in oxford, i had maybe one friend last year, but she was out with her friends.

I’m trying to convince myself that all of this is ok. That there’s a perfectly acceptable answer for why i spend so much time alone. It’s all just fucking me mentally as the years go by.

here’s a good song you can listen to

Bye!