So it’s Sunday night, and it has been a rather uneventful weekend. I don’t think I did anything friday night. I don’t remember … too much blurs together now. Saturday, though, I met up with Tim and went and saw “Heist” … decent movie, but I’d wait for it to come out on video. Supposedly Sasha & Digweed are coming to town on the 17th, so I need to buy some tickets for that. I also need to buy those Oakenfold tix from Matt. And I need to grab ahold of Tore, who doesn’t respond to e-mail and isn’t on aim, to figure out the thanksgiving trip schedule :: I’m going down there to pick him up. If anyone wants to go, lemme know.
On another note, it feels like things are just blah now. Life is going well, I make enough money, I have a few decent friends, I’m generally pleased, but it just seems like I’m missing something. No, it’s not god, so don’t say it. I’m just missing the special something that puts a sparkle in my eye, the levity in my step. Maybe it’s the whole downer-ness that’s been running around, what with Burnz’ terrible dilemma’s, my continued self-beatings, the never-ending battle of [unsuccessfully] crossing social classes … sometimes it all just gets boring. No, not boring. Rather, it all gets kind of stale. It’s not enjoyable, it’s not fun, it’s not rewarding. It’s sad :: I *like* to work 14 hours a day, because it’s one of the few things I enjoy. I just need that something, and I don’t know what it is.
Finally, I want to take a few lines and sincerely thank all of the people who have sacrificed themselves on the altar of freedom :: be it from laboring in the armed forces to giving up their lives for my peace of mind, the veterans of the United States of America are symbolic of the core that drives this nation. My deepest gratitude and undying respect flow forth not only today, but every day. I would hope that all people, despite their political leanings, agendas or personal philosophies, would recognize the astounding accomplishments that the heros of this country have made.