I honestly feel like I've got a whole bunch of things to do and I'm not really sure where to start. I mentioned the other day that my entire diet seems to consist of music lately, and while that is perfectly okay, I have definitely been more intellectually active. I may have to start setting little goals to make sure I diversify, ie: read x amount this week, write x amount the next week, watch x amount the week after that. I'm sure I can tweak the system to be a little more flexible than that, but you get the jist of it. I probably shouldn't complain about kicking back and listening to a whole buncha' tunes this weekend, since that's basically what I told myself I wanted to do on Friday. So dunno, I guess it just feels like I could've done more.
I have spent maybe two hours with my friends over the past two weeks, and that's kind of bothering me. Not just because I am of constant worry that I'm drifting, (although the friends I currently have are of varying value in my mind) but because even though I have cultivated this extemely potent loner culture within myself I know that I really need to be getting out and doing pointless things every now and then to get my head into the clear. It never, ever meets my increasingly complicated needs in the way I would like it to, but I usually enjoy myself and that's the important thing. (It should be noted that this makes a lot of my whining self-aggrandizing, and me into my own worst enemy, but that's a discussion for a different day)
Kind of a filler entry for today just to keep the good streak alive. Either an expansion of one of these topics or some album reviews tomorrow.
i'm going down among the saints