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Dudes, it's not like ninety bucks is a trivial amount of money, but it's kind of not an awful lot if it means you can party with Nate and the gang.
No, seriously. This is a thing the night before the Inauguration. Who wants to come?
No, seriously. This is a thing the night before the Inauguration. Who wants to come?

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I dunno. It sounds loud.
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I don't know; I want desperately to be the sort of person who would enjoy a shindig like that, and I've been conditioned to second-guess my assumptions that Things Will Be Terrible enought that a perky little voice in me keeps insisting that maybe if I went into it with an open mind and the conviction that it would be fun, it would somehow magically turn into fun.
I think this perky little voice is dead wrong, mind you. But a lifetime of associating with optimists means that I can't get it to shut up.
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(ETA: W-A-T-E-R! It has a name!)
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...if there's been a breakthrough here, it's not on my side, because I have no idea what, besides The Miracle Worker, you're referring to.
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In short: another big step is the one where you realize that brute force, determination, willpower, whatever you want to call it, can't get everything done. Given that you have on more than one occasion described me as the possessor of more willpower than anyone else you know, perhaps you will take my word on this point.
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But if I'm going to cut my losses and stop throwing effort at trying to make myself into the sort of person who enjoys that sort of thing, I should also be able to extirpate the desire to be that person. Sighing wistfully and regretting that I am simply not capable of that sort of fun accomplishes nothing, and I should at least have the willpower to be able to knock it off.
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Sounds like me at Escapade, and most other social functions...