reflecting
thinking about my old site today. had some spare time, so i read over some old entries.
GOD! what overselfindulgent crap.
still, it was very interesting to have a peek into my life back in 2000 and 2001. some things clearly haven't changed. this is from august 13, 2000:
today i was utterly useless. i played "sims," watched several episodes of "homicide" on court tv, put away some groceries (we had ours delivered), finished kitchen confidential and resumed my usual stupid combing of the internet for petite clothing sites.
how dull.
i wanted to go out, but i couldn't make myself do anything. i sat on my ass and did nothing. i guess that's good every once in a while. i don't always get the opportunity to sit on my ass. i'm still working on those feelings of inadequacy i get when i don't accomplish something on the weekend.
this is where cam and i differ.
he believes that weekends are for relaxing. i think weekends are for doing stuff that i don't get to do during the week. i believe in making plans, itineraries. i believe in running errands. cam believes in sleeping late, in lounging on our purple velvet couch in front of the tv, in drinking countless cokes and smoking countless cloves.
"compromise, baby," he says.
i particularly liked this from november 11 of the same year:
let me tell you, there is not a more amusing sight than me with a gameboy in one hand and a clove in the other, a drink at my side.
i'm a little startled by how much of my past life is made up of 1) alcohol, 2) work gripes, 3) sex (sexual tension and otherwise) and 4) shallow compliments.