So I just got back from spending close to two weeks (8 days and then 5 days in a row) at uconn. I dont think I spent one night sober, okay.. maybe one. I made friends with most of the acting majors, and made out with a pyschology major (does that count for credits.. I have to check)
And yet what comes out of this? I stopped caring, thinking every little significant thing in my life has to mean something. I used to take every little event as some epiphany, and now, literally "whatever". it was nice just taking every day and enjoying it. I ate my ass off and didnt give a shit if i gained a smidgette of a pound. I talked to so many people and didnt care if it turns into something ,in fact I preferred it didnt.
and now im home. it almost felt like i had been on vacation, everything here is actually slightly foriegn. I gotta get back into a routine of some sort, but I consider today 'burnout'from the last two weeks.
me and joe beat xmen legends 2 in less than 3 days.. im not sure to be proud of that or a little sad, but we did it! it involved an all nighter and many many drinks but we got it done. (of course I left the game there, almost symbolically). And it rained all 8 days I was there, to be said by this girl laura who refers to me on a consistant basis as "mike simon" , not mike, not simon, but both combined "well if it rains for 32 more days its the apocolypse". well said. its kind of ironic that the rainiest week of the year was the most fun for me.
as my neurologist told me last week "life is beautiful" yes, yes it is. and I have to start taking advantage of it in every single way.
p.s.
New Franz Ferdinand album = awesome
Jimmy Eat World EP = awesome
and that damn killers album keeps winding up on my playlist.
