Triangle
Posted on November 13th, 2009 at 1:23am
“It’s kind of amazing how you lose it over not having Friday night plans, but when your shit is stolen you’re all composed. Proud of you.”
Emily dropped that on me the other night. I’ve noticed the same thing. I’m a little surprised I haven’t punched a hole in a wall, or lost my temper, or… cried even. Reruns of House make me cry… but this happens and… I’m fine? Weird.
The difference is that when I’m stuck home alone on a weekend night because I’ve got no plans, I take it personally. Obviously I’m home alone because no one wants to hang out with me, right? Where as when my shit gets stole’d, I can’t really take that personally. Unless I find out it was done by some friend of mine or something, but that’s just not the case here. It’s just a random event that happens to effect me.
Maybe that doesn’t make a whole lot of sense. I don’t know.
I spent tonight digging through every last inch of this apartment, trying to track down proof of the things I [used to] own. I’ve got photos or receipts for most of everything. I’m having a hell of a time tracking down any kind of evidence of ever owning my Canon camera. It’s frustrating.
Weekend is coming up. Looking forward to getting all of this business out of my brain for a little bit and re-focus on party setup.
Goodnight Moon.
Dream On.