I should be way more excited for Bad Religion tomorrow than I am. If anything, I'm kind of dreading it. Going to concerts with girlfriends, or anyone else for that matter, is kind of pre-occupying. With the girlfriend, who has a bad back and a bad attitude, I end up kind of feeling like I need to protect her, and not enjoy myself any more than she is enjoying herself. And then if I get in a fight or something, what then? Ehck, really, it's just a better experience on my own!
I'm seeing them again Tuesday night in Toronto, which should be better, but my details of getting there are still kind of sketchy. That worries me a little, and is probably the only thing getting in the way of enjoying the anticipation. Hopefully. Arrgh. Bad Religion, my punk rock idols, my favourite band in the world... and I'm so very, very BLEH.
Been sleeping badly lately. I feel like I'm under a lot of pressure from somewhere, but I can't pinpoint where. The only thing that really stands out is the girlfriend, who seems to be constantly in a bad mood lately. And that's partially understandable due to her mysterious abdominal pain that she's having surgery on eventually... but no matter how badly she wills it... I don't feel I should be solely responsible for her happiness. I try hard to help her out, I do. It's hard for her to sustain happiness, and I don't know why. Just takes life too seriously, I guess. It's also getting pretty hard on me picking up the phone or going over to her place to see her and knowing from the first sight or sound that it's going to be another down, down, down day.
I want to go out and get some McDonalds. But I won't. But I want to. My scale tells me that I've lost around 5 of my 10-15 pounds I wanted to lose... but I've also only had two meals in the last 56 hours or so. Just cutting back on the fast food'll do it too, I guess. And saves me money. However, this bag of jalapeno popcorn and my tex-mex seasoning just isn't going to cut it. Flavourful? Yes. Filling? No.
This entry sucks.
Bah. I need a cheeseburger and some quick-dissolve anti-depressants, STAT!
I'm seeing them again Tuesday night in Toronto, which should be better, but my details of getting there are still kind of sketchy. That worries me a little, and is probably the only thing getting in the way of enjoying the anticipation. Hopefully. Arrgh. Bad Religion, my punk rock idols, my favourite band in the world... and I'm so very, very BLEH.
Been sleeping badly lately. I feel like I'm under a lot of pressure from somewhere, but I can't pinpoint where. The only thing that really stands out is the girlfriend, who seems to be constantly in a bad mood lately. And that's partially understandable due to her mysterious abdominal pain that she's having surgery on eventually... but no matter how badly she wills it... I don't feel I should be solely responsible for her happiness. I try hard to help her out, I do. It's hard for her to sustain happiness, and I don't know why. Just takes life too seriously, I guess. It's also getting pretty hard on me picking up the phone or going over to her place to see her and knowing from the first sight or sound that it's going to be another down, down, down day.
I want to go out and get some McDonalds. But I won't. But I want to. My scale tells me that I've lost around 5 of my 10-15 pounds I wanted to lose... but I've also only had two meals in the last 56 hours or so. Just cutting back on the fast food'll do it too, I guess. And saves me money. However, this bag of jalapeno popcorn and my tex-mex seasoning just isn't going to cut it. Flavourful? Yes. Filling? No.
This entry sucks.
Bah. I need a cheeseburger and some quick-dissolve anti-depressants, STAT!
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Hope she's feeling better and things get a little more enjoyable.
How's your weekend going?