In the past few days, the J-Dog and I have gotten to go see DOLL'S HOUSE, hang out with folks after the show, hang out with the A-Train, see MAW for a brief but nonetheless satisfying visit, start a puzzle (Thanks, Korn!), lounge around, and clean our apartment. Oh, and I bought ice cream the other day.
So the show was good, and we enjoyed hanging out with people after the show (in an effort to fulfill our new years' resolution to BE MORE SOCIAL), and then Jeannie and I went in tonight after the show to strike the set for the week. And we ended up going out again with some people. Which was fun. We're becoming quite the social butterflies, I suppose. Staying up till after 1am for two nights in a row!
Went out to dinner tonight with Aimee, which was good, as we haven't hung out for awhile. It seems that we're all in the same boat in that we don't know what to do with our lives. Does that ever go away? Although, really, I can't complain too much, because I don't really care what I do with my life, so the question only rarely rears it's head and bugs me. I wonder why I've never felt too pressured to actually do anything with my life? I'm relatively content to sit and stare and watch it go by, and I don't feel too much guilt about that. Is that a good thing or a bad thing? Eh, who gives a shit, really. Life is about sitting at tables and talking to people over beers, anyway. Enjoying each other. Don't think about it too much.
Well, my ladyfriend is waiting for me in the boudoir (for sleepy time), but I still have to go poo poo before I make the sleepy, so I really should leave now.
Confidential to Aimee:
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Thanks for the confidential message, Dan! Keep them coming, please. It was super to see you and Jeannie this weekend!
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