i just bought 5 cd's today. bad, bad, bad. but i had to. really.
you see, i went to a show this evening. Eddie From Ohio, with Da Vinci's Notebook opening. they were both truly excellent. so i had to buy some albums i did. i had to.
Eddie From Ohio is great folk-rock stuff, and DaVinci's Notebook is really hilarious, excellent parody acapella. all around good.
but i still think it's mean to not actually *play* Sweet Home Alabama if you start it.
Chad is at Legends. i haven't seen him for around 36 hours. i miss him. i spent awhile today starting a list of opinions about movie stars. and it was fun. and lust is a great thing. but later, i was thinking, and i realized that whatever i might think about other guys, i'd really rather have my Chad. hands-down, no contest. it was a nice feeling.
i'm becoming dangerously cheesy, i sometimes think. i mean, i gave him a Valentine's Day card. what's up with *that*? it's practically unheard of. and it was very cheesy. but still true. and it's all just so comfortable...
i think i am going to randomly switch to the topic of last entry's question:
why must people tend to think other people are just like them -- or, it occurs
to me now, the exact opposite. basically, it's like the world is easier to
deal with if you internally simplify things. maybe that's partially why we're
always so happy to discover people who actually *are* alot like us, even in
only superficial ways. return to the comfort zone or something. but, like
all simplifications, sometimes it's helpful and sometimes it's harmful...
hideously so, really. for example, one of my former boyfriends [who i'm still
friends with... though i should really email him and see what's up...] once
had a co-worker who really, truly, could not believe that there were people
in this world who were not Christians. he just wasn't capable of thinking
that. it was astonishing. and, especially for the me of that time, it was
very scary. i'm currently a democratic-socialist-type of bleeding heart
liberal, when i manage to think about politics -- usually i try to avoid it,
because it pisses me off, and i've been trying to cut down on the not-nice
jenwa. though i like to have her around occasionally...
and then there are the people who swing to the other extreme -- oh, there's no one like me, i am so alone, poor me, i am so special, no one has ever gone through what i am going through, anything popular must be evil, etc. don't even get me started, really. the thing is, i can sometimes sympathise with this side, because in some places and situations, unusual people really are alone. and it's easier and can be healthier to say fuck'em. but... it's something to grow out of, really. and it can be just as hurtful as the other.
it's like listening to people who haven't done it before talk basic philosophy. it's stuff everyone should work out for themselves, but once you have, it's just frustrating having to listen to other people do it. and there's a grave danger of becoming condescending... but what can you do? the problem with talking philosophy is all the time spent first getting to the common ground before starting the actual discussion. with some people you don't even make it to the common ground.
it's weird, but tonight i feel like i'm in love with life. the skylight is making cool shadow-captures, and i have lovely music ringing in my ears and in my heart. and i have to look forward to more of the same tomorrow.
and i spent a great evening with two people who i barely know but really took to and like alot, and saw, totally unexpectedly, 10 great MIT people, most of whom i hadn't seen in awhile, in 4 separate instances today and had slightly-awkward but quite nice conversations of varying length with them all. and it all just feels... lovely.
and i miss my boyfriend, and that is right and good.
'night, all. taste the rain of the almost-new moon for me, if you get the chance.
oh yes, parting question. something more practical then usual, perhaps. when throwing a sleepover-type party of size approximately 10, is it more important to invite people you like and would rather like to see more, people you think will enjoy that sort of party, or people who you think will get along and be comfortable with each other? i mean, all of these things are obviously important, but i'm looking for some kind of balance, i think...