blueswede
The Nine Faces of Dave
another miserable night
Another Saturday night spent with the family.
I must have been pretty tired last night. Not sure why all
that stuff about revenge came out. Maybe it was just anger
at spending Friday night stuck at home. Again.
I seriously need to get some new friends around here. It's
hard when you don't know many people, and the people you do
know are spending all their time working or some such shit.
I was supposed to head out with a friend of mine, but he has
disappeared, so it looks like I'm just going to eat here at
home and then go to the second-run theater with my parents.
It really bugs me that most of my nights are spent either at
home or doing something with my parents. I don't mind doing
that, but it gets tiresome after...what's it been, two weeks
straight, I would guess? I can't even remember when I last
headed out to do anything.
The biggest problem is this lack of friends. I really don't
like going places on my own, because what fun is that? The
only place that works when going solo is the theater, and I
have a really hard time getting motivated to go. And what's
really the point of me heading out alone? I'm certainly not
going to meet anyone at the movie theater, and I'd probably
just get bored everywhere else.
It wouldn't be such a big deal if I did stuff that was more
interesting when I'm at home. But I don't really have that
much to do, so most of my time is devoted to listening to my
tunes, reading, screwing around on the computer, and playing
old video games.
I suppose in a sense, the freedom I have from not having to
work and whatnot is working against me. Sure, I don't have
obligations, but I also end up with a lot of time, and then
I don't know what to do with it.
It's kind of depressing to spend weekends night alone, doing
nothing except playing an old video game that nobody really
cares about except you and a guy from upstate New York.
And what's really depressing is not playing it very well.
This is Dave, signing off.