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[dolari]

STOP
I wanna go home
Take off this uniform and leave the show
But I'm waiting in this cell because I have to know
Have I been guilty all this time?

Again, nothing happened today. One of the problems in this family is overcoming inertia. Our family has their "little things" they do...my sister and dad have their jobs, my mom picks upthe house here and there...but as soon as that's done, they head right to the TV and watch it until bed. There's no excitement here. When I met Amy all those years ago, she was surprised that I'd never been to a party, or a rave or anything - I never bothered to go...I was watchign tV with my family. To this day, I can be happy just sitting at hoem watching TV for a full night. I dont' need to go out out...I'm happy a thome. When I met Deener, he got me going out to places for fun. It took some work but he got it into me that I don't go out enough. Now tha tI'm back home, I'm trapped in the inertia of this house - I don't want to go anywhere, and when I do, I can't because of the way the hosue is set up. I'd love to go out ni the evenings (Which for me are 12AM to 4AM) but I have to wait here until my father wakes up so I can take him to his truck. I'd love to go out in the early evening (4PM to Midnight) but the car is gone. Ans it's no better when my truck is finished - the truck is gone during the day because my mother takes that...my sister keeps ehr car. Then wehen they get home, I have to wait for whenver my father wakes up to go to work. It's a chronic case of cabin fever.

Speaking of fever...I thin kI have one. I slept about twelve hours, and when I woke up, I had a raging headache and sore throat. Mom made a roast,which I absolutely detest, but if I want to eat, I have to eat that. It's not that Ihate roasts...I like them. But when she makes it, it SWIMS in grease and fat. It's terribly greasy and makes me ill. Bu they, it's free....

I hooked up the Super Nintendo and played some ancient games...and that was it.

Gripping, isn't it?

OH, there was ONE thing that happened today: I tripped and fell, planting the end of a door frame squarely on my right berast with all the force of a full body behind it.

I'll be feeling that one for a few days....

Comments

[elenderel.livejournal.com]

I am in the same boat! I have still never gone to a rave (don't they do drugs there or something??), and without any friends there's actually little impetus to go out. Where would I go? Syracuse has a few straight bars, but the last time I went to one (it was in Buffalo, years ago) some guy actually had the gall to pinch my butt. I had to leave before I started a fight. I don't feel "queer enough" to go to a gay bar or club ... and who wants to go to places like that alone? So I stay home and write in my journal, or chat online with someone, or cook or do housework or -- lately -- do ring-a-word puzzles with the "secret word" at the end. (I have loved them ever since I discovered them in Buffalo, solving them during my 10 minute break at work atr the liq

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[elenderel.livejournal.com]

okay, I'm half-asleep still and I hit the return button somehow. Anyway I was bitchin' about being in the same boat. Dammit Jenn, can't you transmogrify yourself into someone local so we can hang out together or something?? That way we'd have something to do and somewhere to do it. :)

I'll go wake up now. :)