Day 17: Oh, heavens.

Life is going well. I've started cleaning/redecorating my bedroom because right now, other than the heinous mess, it doesn't look like it belongs to anyone. I went to Dollar Tree and got like a million document frames for all my certificates, and I hope to be hanging those this afternoon. Also, once my floor is visible, I'm going to start re-alphabetizing my bookshelf. This morning, Crystal Reed and I went to pull props for Comedy Storm, and we managed to find almost everything so it's been a largely productive day so far.

Last night, after rehearsal and watching Medium, I hung out with Spencer. We had a good time -- ate at Wing Nutz, got some ice cream, watched What the Bleep Do We Know? -- but there was also the intrusion of a small emotional tussle. I won't get into the nature of it, but I will say that I get frustrated with him sometimes because I get the vibe that he feels completely inconvenienced by my friendship. Like my wanting to spend time with him is this huge burden he can't handle. And I'm kind of like, "Okay, well, sorry I care about you, I guess. Sorry I find your company enjoyable. Maybe I'll try and knock myself into a coma so that I'm not lonely and you don't have to put up with me."

...Which is waaaaay melodramatic, hahahaha, but that's honestly the point I get to sometimes. I don't know, I'm not super upset or anything. (I was last night, it took about twenty minutes for me to put my feelings away.) I guess I just get frustrated because all I really want in life is to be able to love people, and it seems like every other second I have someone trying to tell me that they're not worth it or not interested or blah blah blah. And nobody gets that I don't care about any of that, I don't care about anyone being able to love me back. Just as long as I get to give something, I'm happy!

Sigh sigh sigh.

But anyway, other than that incident, I'm feeling incredibly progressive and enthusiastic about existence. My tendon is feeling a lot better, I'm completely over that dreadful cold, and I'm starting a new exercise regimen on Monday. Also, I'm giving up Diet Coke... after the Lost series finale. :)

In totally trivial news: Deer Tick's new album is awesome. I bought a do-it-yourself autobiography called Listography: Your Life in Lists which has been a TON of fun. The same author has one about music that I want to get the next time I get paid. Also, a recent self-discovery: I want to be Emmylou Harris when I grow up.

The end.