A Realistic Idealist?

I think that ultimately my problem is that I care too much about other people. I just want to help everyone, all the time. I hate to see someone else having a rough time…experiencing any pain whatsoever. And I get depressed when I realize that 99% of the population feels the exact opposite of me. They would rather step on someone than help them up. I think that I have a conflict inside me all the time. I can be coldly rational, sadly a realist who knows that things are the way they are, period. But, I fiercely want things to be different; I want to think that I can still be that idealist who believes that they can change the world. Those two things are at odds with each other within me everyday. I don’t know how to change these things…I mean how can someone be a sad realist with an idealist heart?!?!?!?

Ladies Night

I have been having difficulty lately trying to understand the appeal of places like Chillers. I have always fiercely hated places like that, where it seemed like the entire purpose of the place was to cram as many women into the place as possible…to lure them in with 2 for 1 specials or ladies night. While the concept of drinking on the cheap is in fact alluring…I look around at the male population of the place on ladies night and it is enough to make me want to vomit.

Dear Nora

I went to see Dear Nora at Back Booth last night. (Yep 2 nights at Back Booth in the same week, I know.) Aside from the fact that Katy Davidson was great, what I really loved about the show was the crowd. There is something about seeing a show on a weeknight that is so peaceful...no one is there to be "seen" and that makes the show so much more enjoyable. Nothing is more annoying to me than the scenesters who hang around Back Booth and The Social going from show to show with no real knowledge of the artists. Who cares where you are seen? I wish I could just let these kids know that they aren't cool and that's ok, no one is "cool".

Neil and Mike Dunn

So, Neil has gone home :(

Man, I miss him already. We had a good time, and I am glad that he was able to come visit. Although nothing that I had planned actually happened. We did not get to the coast, we did not find that quiet peaceful old Floridian town, we did not get to Disney...in fact we did absolutely nothing that I had planned. Yet, when he left he said that this trip was awesome, and exactly what he needed. Thankfully!

Let's see:

Friday I worked and our parents picked him up from the airport and took him up to Mt. Dora. I guess he wanted to go out on the boat for a bit, so they did...and apparently Neil and Dad started drinking at about noon. Remember I am work and do not know that he is already drinking. So, around 7 he gets dropped off at my apartment and I am already to go out. Jenn is already on her way...I mean Mike Dunn is playing at Back Booth, it's on! Poor kid is ready to pass out for the night, too much sun and too much beer. But, being the trooper that he is, he pulls it together and we head downtown. From there the craziness ensued. Mike Dunn shows are always a blast for me...and I was happy to share one with Neil. Somehow that night Neil single-handedly solved my stalker problem and made Jenn realize that she is going to marry him! Overall, it was an amazing night.

Junkie

So, I have become a junkie. I seem to have found the most embarrassing of fixes. I am not ready to admit just what this new addiction of mine is…but if there was a way to bring it from fantasy to reality I would be in a world of trouble.

Ham & Swiss = Poor

I realized today that I have been throwing money away. Every day I go out to eat with friends from work, and while that act alone is causing me to spend more money than I really should, the real problem is that I essentially eat the same thing everyday! I came to realize that if I am going to eat a ham & swiss sandwich every place I go, I could just as easily make myself a sandwich to bring to work and save myself the $7-$10 a day. Not to mention the damn coffee I need everyday at 3:30. This has really become a problem for me and I need to fix it. Yet I can’t…I appear to have a serious weakness for hot ham & swiss! Ugh.

Neil is coming, Neil is Coming!

My brother is coming to visit!!! I am so excited about hanging out with him, its retarded. It has been a horrible winter in Omaha this year, and he says it hasn’t been above 20 degrees in the past month. Plus, he has been really stressed with the potential new job offer and living arrangement, that he could use a break. I plan on taking him to see some really quiet “old Florida” type of place. Although I don’t know of anyplace that can match the image I have in my head and I will have to ask someone for a recommendation.