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Taking Back Sunday
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Well, I just read my last post. People, thats what mind altering drugs and alcohol do to you. Head my words, or you may become me. Any way I had a very very busy weekend. Every one that I live with went to their respective homes. I stayed here. Friday night I drank some beers with some “friends” that live in a near by apartment. ( I say friends in quotes there cause I barely know them ). Anyway they all wanted to play cards. I hate playing cards when I drink. So I went home. Then, I started to get sad. What me get sad? I know. But then I drank a few more beers and listened to some old, good tunes. Just sat there with Dean Martin, Frank Sinatra, Bobby Daren, Wayne Newton and Glen Miller. It was a great feeling. The rain that has been plaguing this place since I moved it was welcomed as I walked around.
I woke up at like 5:30 AM on Saturday. Made some coffee, read the news then watched a bunch of “coming of age” John Hughes movies. ( I speak. of course, of Ferris Buelers day off, The Breakfast Club, and 16 Candles. ) After that I stated to work on some open source projects that I have started. Spent the rest of the weekend watching The Children of Dune. Dune was one of the first PC games I ever played. It rocked.

I own my car now, and I have some money in the bank. That is the best feeling in the whole wide world. Pooh Bear was my good luck charm for that loan, and like the love she once had for me, it is over. Another chapter of this sad existence closes.
So ya I spent the weekend mostly alone. Deep in though. Deep in depression. But here is what I have come to. Here is my new motto. \”Eh\”. Apathy ladies and gentlemen. Apathy. I care about nothing. I spent Friday night alone cause I am not interested in other people. I don't care about their opinions or their stories or their jokes. I don't need any new friends. I don't want anyone else in my life. That might cause some problems later on down the road, but hey, fuck it. I just don't care. I don't really see the point in caring what other people thing. My \”raison pour être\” is not to make others interested in me. Seriously, just leave me alone and I shall be fine. That may not be easily acceptable by some people, the lack of any kind of caring. Oh well.