Why do I do this to myself? Ever so often I decide to "take it easy" and have a relaxing day and night where I choose to not participate in anything that involves seeing other people or making my self presentable. So I woke up at 10 today, folded a shit ton of laundry, downloaded hours of music to my new ipod and waited patiently to not feel completely miserable. My thought process was that maybe if I slow down and not burn the candle at both ends then I would feel better today. Which happened. Annika came over for a bit, and we talked a lot and watched She's The Man which is a fantastic movie. But now that I am alone in my bed at 10:30 while, according to Kathryn, "everyone, even people no one wants here," are at Jenny's and now I am pissed at myself for not soaking up every minute of my summer with all of my friends. I hope everyone is having a bad time without me. I really don't wish that, but I do wish I came. Even though it is probably for the better that I am here because I have to get up at 5:30 tomorrow for work. And I have a 9 hour shift. Just pile on the misery.

I'm actually exaggerating greatly. A lot of today was fine. Like I discovered that my Regina collection was somewhat existent on my old computer, and now I have a little over 100 songs of hers on my pod. I am really disappointed with what I've heard of her new album. It mostly consists of overdone songs she had written years ago that I found as demos. I like her the best simply with her piano singing some quirky tune. I hate what she did with the new version of Folding Chair. I think I just liked it better when I had her all to myself.

Today I also watched Oprah with my mom. I don't like Oprah, but it's funny because everytime she comes on the screen my mom says, "God Oprah, you're as big as a house" without fail. Plus today was nice because Annika and I haven't even spoken really since school got out. It was good to see her.

I haven't tried to make any connections with anyone from Saint Anselm's and have been avoiding it for as long as possible. I just keep telling myself I won't like anyone, so I am truly starting to believe that there is no one there for me. My orientation is this week, Thursday, and I am dreading it. I am bad with first impressions. And I am going to judge people based on their clothes and appearances. I can't help it.

All nonsense aside, Andrew Bird is on Friday, and I'm hoping that will reestablish some order and sanity in my life. The song that captures my mood today is Gotholympians by him today. It's funny and depressing at the same time!

My pitiful sorrows have seen more tomorrows than yours
My rain really pours
At least more than yours