12/11/2002 Entry: "beats me"

So, last night kind of sucked. It was going pretty well until I was informed by one of my best friends that I had managed to piss her off / bother her again. Now, the smart thing to do when something like this happens is to apologize and let the whole thing dwindle out. Unfortunately, last night I didn't do that, 'cause I didn't think I'd done much of anything wrong. In retrospect, I was an ass last night, but no more an ass then I was to anyone else. The thing that bothered me is there appeared to be a double standard, where if I piss her off or bother her she makes me feel guilty and I apologize, whereas is she pisses me off or bothers me and I say anything it generally ends up being turned back around on me somehow. The key thing I forgot last night is that if someone is pissed at you, it's generally a bad idea to choose that time to bring up a critizm of them, no matter how relevant it may be. It's not productive and the only outcome is them being more pissed at you or defensive, and then you get likewise and it's not a good deal. Last night I was not as diplomatic or tactful as I ought to have been, and therefor last night sucked. I could have handled it better, but the extenuating circumstances of me being in love with her and therefore overly sensitive when she is concerned hindered that.

Oooh, so that's your first little glance into why I finally broke down and created this blog type thing. See, I'm torn over whether I like blog/diary things or not. Many of them are incredibly boring and whiny. I don't think anyone who's emotionally stable that keeps one of these things. All the ones I've seen are just reiterating the same whiny middleclass teenager/early20somethings whining that we all know and is hardly original. That's bullshit, that's not entertaining, unless maybe you know the person. Then it's nice 'cause you can keep tabs on them. They are also therapeutic to the person. So whatever. This will probably be a mix of that crap, and actually entertaining things. The ratio of crap to entertaining will most likely depend on my mood at the time.

In other news, I'm drinking Ruby Red Squirt. I don't want to fucking drink Ruby Red Squirt. I want to drink RC. Don't get me wrong, it tastes good and all, but it's like... weird. I'm old and afraid of change. Republicans don't drink squirt. They drink Brandy. Good thing I'm not Republican, but that's not relevant to anything. The important thing is I'm going to 311 tonight and it's going to rock. Hoobastank or whatever they are called I could care less about. Before 311 I need to write 6 chem lab reports. That sucks. I have 4.5 hours until the concert starts, so I better start now, methinks. I also have a job interview tomorrow morning with Advanced Analytical Technologies. I have blue and red hair. I also have to borrow my entire outfit 'cause I don't own anything nice. Think they'll higher me?