My car is sitting in my mom's driveway right now.  It's... finally home.  I don't have to worry about it anymore.  It's.. It's sad.  As they were winching it up onto the trailer I got to stare into it's headlights as if they were the dejected eyes of a child scorned...  I'll miss ya buddy... :(

I quickly grabbed the little Captain Jack Sparrow doll and the bear from above the mirror before they took it away.  I found Jack while I was cleaning a Pirates 3 (or was it 2?) show way back at the theatre.  The bear I'm pretty sure came from a McDonald's Happy Meal and Tim (awesome Tim from home that I haven't talked to in easily over a year, not my roommate) gave it to me at my grad party.  They've been dutifully sitting above my mirror ever since then.  Now they're sitting on my shelf next to my speakers.

I will not be calling anyone with it, I will not be texting anyone with it, no one will be able to call me with it.  I still hold very true to the belief that a cellphone is a pointless waste of money and will hold out as long as I can on buying one.  Besides, if I've got this stupid pay-as-you-go one, I can use it in emergencies (such as when my car dies while I'm on my way home? oh wait), which is all I ever really wanted a cellphone for anyway.  So.  Fuck you society.  Cellphones are not important.  If someone wanted to reach me, there's a million other ways they could do it.  Including, gasp, the landline phone that is sitting ten (twenty?) feet away from me.

Also, I just had a huge realization in the shower earlier today: Karma.  Is a fucking bitch.  I can't believe it's taken me this long to remember that.  It, um.. kinda changes things...  I guess?  I feel completely different now, but I'm not able to pinpoint what I'm feeling.  I got a punishment equal to or worse than the crime I committed.  Which is.. precisely what I deserved I guess.

I think I just hit stage five...

Don't vote for Obama, he'll be assassinated in office!

Don't vote for McCain, he'll die of old age in office!

Fuck, really guys?  Are you guys honestly going to be THAT stupid about things?  Anyone following these lines of logic should not be given the right to vote.  I mean it.  Do some fucking research and vote for the candidate that you most agree with / supports your values, or do not fucking vote at all.

That said, I am unable to vote.  I didn't get an absentee ballot (which, according to Jacki, I needed to do IN PERSON before October 5th which is kind of hard since I haven't been home for more than two days at a time since.. last December/January), and I am unable to make it home for election day.  If McCain wins by one vote I will.. feel bad.  Then go on not caring until he or his doll Palin do something that particularly upsets me.

There was D&D Saturday night.  It was pretty fun.  Casey and Nathan play off eachother very well when role playing or acting.  The Wings won against the Blackhawks during our game, it was pretty awesome.  Yay for internet streams.  Apparently they're playing each other again at the Winter Classic game on New Year's day.  It's an old-style outdoors game in Wrigley Field with both teams using their original jerseys, should be really neat.  I wonder if they're going all old-school and not using helmets :razz:

Looks like we're going to get my car home fairly soon.  I'm excited for that.

Saturday was David's birthday.  Kid is fifteen now.  What the hell? 

Phil said something to me the other night after D&D that really got me thinking...  That girl that I mentioned in the previous post was doorguarding SSVN as we were leaving after our D&D session.  As soon as we left the building and I was sure she couldn't hear me, I turned to Phil and said "Everywhere!  I see her everywhere."  It's really weird because of what happened on Friday: He and I ran (literally ran, it was raining.  I was barefoot too.  Bad for my foot.  Which feels a hell of a lot better now.) to Global Grounds.  On the way back I was telling him about how I always see this one girl everywhere.  Well, guess who's path we cross in front of the Old Cafeteria?  I mean, really!  What are the freaking odds??  As we left SSVN, after I reiterated how often I sight this chick, he just says: "You should ask her out."  What?  I don't even know the chick yet, "well, yeah, get to know her first."  I honestly can't tell if he was joking or not.  Yeah, what do I have to lose, eh?  Still.  It's weird.  I know she had a boyfriend for some time last year.  It's pretty easy to tell when she's walking around holding hands with the same dude all the time (yeah, I saw her a lot last year too...), but I haven't seen anything like that lately.  ..not that that really matters.  I'd obviously need to make contact with this chick first before considering anything further.

I just find the whole situation extremely weird, is all...

Angel, spread your wings
how beautful it sounds
when sirens sing.

ASP's Coming Home makes me incredibly nostalgic for this past summer, for some reason...  There are songs that will invoke memories of driving to the movie theatre (to work, I never watched movies :???: ) the two summers before, but I haven't really had any songs that bring me back to any recent times.  I keep finding relevant songs too (Hinder's How Long, anyone?), but that's another matter entirely.

There's more sad relationship news regarding friends...  Seems to be that time of year, eh?

I loaded up the main page to get a link to the other post and saw this quote:

Galina: Tony, whenever you become the center of attention, the attention turns around and looks outside the circle.

The context is that a bunch of us were standing in a circle talking.  I think either I stepped into the middle or someone (Nicole?) pushed me into the center and proclaimed that I was the center of attention, at which point I think everyone turned around to face outside the circle?  It was sometime last Spring, don't expect me to remember that.  ANYWAY.  The point is that sometimes I honestly feel like that.  People focus on me for a bit, but then that focus quickly changes to something more interesting.  Am I just not captivating enough?  Someone tell me, please.  I really want to know.  There's gotta be something I can do (or someone I can be?) to hold (a specific type of) attention longer... 

Casey made cheesecake over the weekend, I had a slice on Sunday.  It was really good, almost too good.  I couldn't finish it, it was just too much :( Kind of like how those "death by chocolate" chocolate cakes are. 

Overall, a very nice break.  Now I really need to get that car fixed...  Parking Services emailed me and was all "hey, there's a car that belongs to you in this lot, what the fuck?"

And I need to get back into that "doing things" state of mind.  Problem is, I don't think I've ever been in that state of mind.