Right, after that disastrous wasted weekend I’ve decided for a change. I’ve come to the realization I’m a boring person. If I don’t have any plans for a weekend, I obviously don’t have enough to do. I know I could prepare for a D&D game, but I’ve got to start living again.
So yesterday I went back to Improv class. I’ve taken these classes every so ofter, but now I’m going to commit myself to taking them regularly. My hope is that it will help me be a more interesting person, help me learn to socialize, and keep me busy. A boost to the self-esteem would be a plus too. It still isn’t giving me something to do on weekends, but it’s a start.
The class was fun, and there were two lines that I wish I had been the one to say them.
1) “Get out of my life… but be back in five minutes.”
2) The last words of a dying man to the woman who shot him: “If you go back in time, don’t touch anything.”
I really have to work on the self-esteem. It sucks not having any. There are friends I have that I really like. I think they are incredibly cool. But in my head I think that they are really just annoyed with me and are too polite to tell me to go away. I feel like the little dog in the Looney Toons who is constantly hanging around the big tough bulldog and saying how great the bulldog is. I’m sure you know the one I’m talking about.
Maybe I should take some drugs for depression? I’ve talked to someone recently who is taking them and they sound, well… groovy. (Clockwork Erik?)
Or I could start drinking.
Anyway, on to less depressing subjects.
I got home from work and saw the temperature was only -4 celsius. That’s warm enough for wearing shorts while running. Unfortunately that was right before the sun went down, and didn’t take into account that within the river valley, the warm air has risen away. In other words, I shouldn’t have been wearing shorts. I think it got down to -10 while I was out there. That’ll learn me
Further updates as they warrant.