:: Venting Insanity ::

:: Sunday, December 29, 2002 ::

Last night was... well... interesting. It started with my grandmother and aunt coming over because they wanted to drive around aimlessly and look at Christmas lights on other people's houses. That used to interest me when I was a kid, but I really didn't feel like going this year and listening to my grandmother use her tongue to play with her dentures in the seat next to me. It's the most annoying sound ever! So, I decided not to go. Which is probably why my grandmother decided not to go. That and she claims she still has trouble seeing despite the cataract surgery and the eye doctor's proclamations that her sight's getting better. I was hoping she would go and then I could have come downstairs and played on the computer while they were gone. So, my mom and aunt went out. I don't think my dad was happy about my grandmother staying either. He looked like he wanted to come down and play on his computer, too. I found out later that she talked his ear off while I was in the shower.

Which brings me to the next part of the evening. I got a call from my friend Cathy and, after a quick shower, managed to escape the doldrums to go with her, her boyfriend (Nick), and some of his friends to to a bar. We hung out for a while (one of his geeky friends (Matt) kept trying to hit on me, why can't I get the guys I actually like?!), and then headed out. Cathy drove and we ended up with an extra passenger on the way home (read: her boyfriend's cousin, Paul).

Can I tell you something? It's one thing to be noisy and loud in a bar where the music's pumped up and the band is playing and the people are yelling and laughing and talking. It's another thing to be noisy and loud in the car on the way home when there's only five of you and your crammed in tight because it's a sports car and the sound is held into the small cabin. Things went from okay to really bad in about 60 seconds. Cathy started fighting with Paul, Nick got all upset at the whole thing, and Matt was being a total jerk to where I almost kicked him out when we got to his house. Luckily, Paul was staying at Nick's house, and we only had to make two stops before going back to Cathy's where I had left my car.

Oi...

Anyway, I saw LOTR *again* today! My friend John and I went. He hadn't seen it, yet, and he really wanted to. He was the one that missed out last Monday when we went for the other John's birthday. So, we hit the theatre, got the special seats (yes, they cost more, but it's worth it), and really enjoyed ourselves.

Of course, in the past few moments I've been home, I fell off my high in an instant. I don't know why. I'm feeling extremely antisocial again. Maybe I'll play a round of Delta Force and blow some stuff up for fun. After dinner, because if Mom yells one more time for me to come up and eat, I'm gonna flip out. I feel like I'm going to scream again and I don't know why... I hate that feeling...

Not to mention the Browns had the nerve to actually win and knock my Broncos out of the playoffs!!! And the Broncos played so well against the Cardinals today, too! {{anime sobbing}}