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outtathaway
Mar. 8th, 2003 05:27 pmFeeling kind of squirrelly right now.
A manic phase, which has been building all week (probably from all the Red Bull I've been drinking) finally petered out with me hardcore cleaning my kitchen. At one point, my stupid ass was sitting in the sink and scrubbing the windowsill. I'm still not finished, though I am now exhausted.
There's a party this evening, in the bowels of West Philly, being thrown by one of the Engineer's co-workers. We've been invited. I'm going to know absolutely /no one/ there and this makes me skittish about going. I don't really care for parties to begin with, too many people. Now toss in the fact that I'm going to know exactly ONE person there and you've got a very ambivalent me. Though I suppose since I've drug the Engineer to enough social occasions where he didn't know a damn soul that it's just the universe's revenge on me.
A manic phase, which has been building all week (probably from all the Red Bull I've been drinking) finally petered out with me hardcore cleaning my kitchen. At one point, my stupid ass was sitting in the sink and scrubbing the windowsill. I'm still not finished, though I am now exhausted.
There's a party this evening, in the bowels of West Philly, being thrown by one of the Engineer's co-workers. We've been invited. I'm going to know absolutely /no one/ there and this makes me skittish about going. I don't really care for parties to begin with, too many people. Now toss in the fact that I'm going to know exactly ONE person there and you've got a very ambivalent me. Though I suppose since I've drug the Engineer to enough social occasions where he didn't know a damn soul that it's just the universe's revenge on me.
