blandness...
i guess i've been having so many 'exracurricular' activities as of late that my imagination is understimulated. i mean, who needs to dream when you're having so much fun in real life? i just have been stuck with total writer's block for some reason. it might be just a general mind-numbness post BM this year, but whatever it is, i'm kinda tired of it.
raquel is showing me this bland movie right now... something by wes craven. a degree or two of improvement over B acting, but still nothing there to keep me that interested.
i was thinking today about how many CD's i've had stolen or lost / destroyed on my own. i lost a good $1700 worth of CD's when my truck was broken into April '03. i had 2 books like this, and yes, it was the 'good' book, with all my favorite shit in it. what a dumbass i am. i wanted to hang out outside the house late at night after that, waiting in the bushes with a baseball bat for the little fuckers responsible. i'd had enough, really. it's too bad because i liked the place and enjoyed staying there.
even sadder is the fact that i didn't take the time to sit down and think about what CD's i'd lost. i think i've only replaced about 5 since then.
last but not least, i think i'm just getting old and jaded. but... i'm losing interest in paying attention to music as much as i used to. at one point i spent $700 yearly for two years in a row on music. wish i was spending more like that again. i'm bothered by this shift in attitude, but it's been happening to me rapidly since 2001. i notice it's decline began not long after my younger brother was killed.
oh, and today's event... i fucked up tonight. a friend of john's was over tonight and had a truck blocking the driveway. i noticed when we came home from dinner. i called john to make sure that it wasn't a friend of his... but he wasn't home and the cell just rang in his bedroom. with no way to get ahold of him, i assumed he was in the attic and didn't want to be disturbed. the night before we had a van blocking the driveway and we were pretty adimant about calling to have it towed. the owner returned though just before the cops arrived, so i called to cancel.
coming home and seeing this one made me determined to 'get it done quick' this time. i called PD right away and they arrived within an hour (OPD is really busy). he had a towtruck here in something like 15 minutes and with some difficulty he loaded the truck onto it and took off.
of course, the punchline... not 5 minutes later john comes home with his friend.
i feel like a supreme asshole.
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