I'm sitting here on my bed with a slight allergy-induced headache and a copy of Microserfs by Douglas Coupland. I was supposed to read the book two days ago for my planning dept's book club. When the book gets boring, I stare at this screen, checking if someone worth chatting with has signed on to AIM. Or, I glance over at my cell to see if anyone called our texted.
Nope.
Alice 97.3 is playing the background. Currently a Dave Matthews song. Commercials keep reminding me that the station is hosting a big free concert in Golden Gate Park on Saturday that I'm going to miss because I'll be in a car somewhere in Southern California with Dan. Lauren and Jen (and I'm guessing Matt and Kim) are all going. I'm sad I'm missing out even though I'm looking forward to seeing the Socal undergrad gang. The prospect of being in the car for half the weekend is a downer. I wish we could leave earlier, I don't have any plans for tomorrow, but Dan won't get off work until 5pm.
Right now though, I need to figure out what to do with my evening. Haven't had dinner. Don't have anyone to eat dinner with. Don't want to "cook." What else is new?
I could go to happy hour at The Graduate with some of the first year planners, but beer and talk about politics and suburbia doesn't sound that appleaing at the moment. Dan's over in the living room, watching the NBA finals. I was shocked to find out that they're still playing basketball. In my silly world, basketball season ended with March madness.
Anyone I'd actually feel compelled to call to spend time with, is not around at the moment.
So I'm left to ponder my life. Ponder ponder ponder. And all that makes me want to do is
*sigh*
2 comments:
don't worry, Nick. There's always a light at the end of the tunnel. Which basically means that, at the end of your day in the car, you'll at least get some cookies.
Can't wait to see you guys!
Ponder ponder ponder. Me too.
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