Wasted friday

This nifty little picture next to me, just happens to be my life. I spend so much time drinking coffee, blogging, web designing and what not....it's muy lame. Last night, I realized that, and cried. I really tried not to, but if I open my mouth to breath when I'm pushed that far, the tears just start spilling.


It all started when I was sitting downstairs in my house, and everyone was gone. I was watching some TV, and honestly, not having TV for so many years has made it less appealing then I thought it would be. I was mucho bored and wondering why I was not drunk, dancing, or causing some type of at least mediocre havoc with the crew. So, I called Moge. Her voice was all happiness as she was spending time with her future husband Perry. I'm happy for her, but it sure does make a girl wish she had a boyfriend. Needless to say, she was having fun on a Friday night and I didn't want to bug her, so I let her go. Then, I texted Don hoping for at least some SMS entertainment, but he was having friends over to hookah and guitar hero the night away....so I didn't txt back. Finally, the only person I have met my age in SLC offered to come over in a half hour.

Then he didn't show.

That was it for me.

I was already alone enough, wasting away the beauty of my young life and drowning a Friday. With my friends having tons of fun without me and the only friend I have here mysteriously not showing, I had had enough. Tammy & Justin came home and started watching movies on the big screen and I went upstairs to call Mesa. I thought I wouldn't cry but it just managed to happen.

I hate being alone, I hate lonely nights, I hate not having friends, and I HATE spending so much time doing nothing.

Mesa reminded me I've only been here a week and it just takes time. Time, the mother of all problems. I had previously given him advice about the fact that sometimes it's not our problems that are stressing us, it's waiting them out, waiting for normalcy and the slowing of time during this process. It's like when you break up with someone, it's often not really the heartbreak, it's changing your life around and waiting for the hurt to, inevitably, go away. Sometimes I need to just eat my own words. I truly love that boy and am unsure what I would do without him sometimes. He's a blessing and I am so thankful God granted me him.

Mesa comforted me for a long time, just like the Bestie that he is, and then I got a text from that guy that he had fallen asleep again and was on his way over. We had a fun night, but we were supposed to have coffee today and again, no response.

Nice guy, but good luck working your way outta this one.

DAMNIT NADER.

Why on Earth does this guy decide to run? He gave us Bush in the first place, taking 2.7 percent of the national vote as the Green Party candidate in 2000. He easily cost Al Gore the election in Florida's razor close race. Think about how different life would be if that 2.7% of the vote had gone to a Gore victory and where we would be now. We can't be sure if it would be any less negative, as we never had the chance, but it sure can make one wonder what America would be like without a Nader candidacy; if the Presidential chair would seat a different person.

I swear, if he fucks things up this year, I will personally kill him myself; Patriot Act...are you listening? I'll kill him myself! I wouldn't doubt that he is, some how, on the Republican Party's payroll, under the section about keeping Democrats outta office and being a big fat election spoiler. I like what Obama had to say about Nader's possible election run.

“Anybody has the right to run for president if they file sufficient papers,” Mr. Obama responded.
“The job of the Democratic Party is to be so compelling that a few percentage of the vote going to another candidate is not going to make any difference.”
“Mr. Nader is somebody who, if you don't listen and adopt all of his policies, thinks you're not substantive. He seems to have a pretty high opinion of his own work.”

I hope to, within the next week or so, decide on a candidate I want to support. We shall see how it goes.

I'm off. Love you.

<3Shans