23-02-2009
I came to the decision yesterday that I am trying to give up two things in my life… well not GIVE UP. But I am attempting to push them toward the back burner.
First and foremost, I need to drink less. I realized this yesterday, while sitting in my room with a sore knee. Had I not been SO drunk Saturday, I would not have encountered this problem. It wasn’t as if I was wasted. I was just clumsy. Clumsy in everything I did. Interacting, moving, BEING. Aside from all that, it’s also just plain unhealthy. I think if I drink less, I will lose weight, which I always continue to try to do. Not that I am desperate. I just don’t mind shedding a few pounds here and there.
Also, I have re-decided that are men are generally scum. I just don’t like trying to “pull” guys. In the past, most guys I have dated, I met through friends. Mutual acquaintances (though sometimes they also suck). I have never met a guy in a bar and actually had anything move on past that time, when we met in a bar. I am done with all that. If a man decides to chat me up, that’s fine. My ears are open! But I am sick and tired of awkward attempts at forced interactions.

“Hi there. You trying to get to the bar?”
“Oh no, I’m hanging back.”
“Can I get you something from the bar?”
“No, thanks.”
“Alright, well I need to go give this to my friend, but I’ll be back”

Exit Me
All in all its just not worth it.

Plus: I'm in love with Noel Fielding this week.