eskatological volumes

5.05.2003

 
22:06

yeah yeah, a week and not update. i'm sure you found some way to cope.
um, i don't remember anything particularly earthshattering happening last week. friday julie came to nashville for some business, so after work i met up with her at my place and we went to torrino's for supper. around 9pm i left to go home and she stayed here for the night. which felt really weird; me leaving and her staying that is. but sat me and my parents were gonna go eat at the new huddle house in sparta, but they were rather crowded so we just went to this other restaurant. after that we drove around for something..i can't remember, but we stopped at a car lot to look at two saturns for julie. but both were pretty trashed. after that i headed off to cookeville and got my hair cut, and then we played dnd. we quit kinda early though as shannon said he was kinda tired. sunday i worked around the house on some stuff with my parents, and was gonna leave a little early to take back that big lots lamp that almost killed me. as i was about to leave ed/trish/julie pulled up in the driveway. they had come down to see her father retired from the national guard; julie wanted to know if i wanted to go eat out with them. told her i had to be on my way though. so i left out, swapped out the lamp (checking it in the store with a bulb though), and came on home. the storms sunday night kept me up most all night as i'm use to living in a basement or underground dwelling of some sort for the past several years. and i seem to be a _much_ lighter sleeper than i use to be. which isn't cool.
the weekend went by way too quick. which i remember saying that at medibuy. and really, time is just going by faster it seems. and i guess it comes down to the mathematical ratio that the longer you live, the smaller each day is a part of your overall life. but coming home sunday night i was thinking about how i get into the pattern of just waiting for the weekend to have 'me' time and it going so quickly and feeling crappy on sundays. and not enjoying the weeknights cause it's just more days till i get to the weekend. and with my life just going by me, am i going to just continue to wait for a few certain days to try and be content? when i know i'm just gonna feel bad on one of those days anyway with that way of thinking. i keep looking forward to things and never enjoying now. i fear my life will be gone, and i'll have been nothing but miserable for 90% of the time.