Distractions
So I’m dealing with my sister’s tragic circumstances by throwing myself into work and going out. For example, I wasted all of Sunday because I stayed out until a ridiculous hour of the morning on Saturday night (although I had fun). This kind of reminds me of when i would trashed on a Friday night and Saturday night and ruin my day-time over the weekend. In both cases, instead of dealing with life, I stayed out late and slept through the day. While I was in California spending time with my sister, I ended up sleeping a lot too. I think that’s my way of shutting down.
Still, I’m going to distract myself in the mean time and avoid thinking about Susan’s predicament. There’s nothing I can do by worrying, right? That said, there are a number of parties happening over the next week:
Weds: 9:30 Club Party that my org is throwing. If you haven’t gotten the RSVP, just call me. The Ambassador of Hungary is secretly a rock star and he’s performing for the Pulmonary Hypertension Association in this awareness raising concert.
Thurs: Prodigy, Adam Freeland and Paul Van D. @ NATION! woot woot! Well, i just went online and saw that tickets were 40 bucks, so fuck that shit. Thursday’s free, who wants to party.
Friday: Dimitri from Paris @ Five.
Saturday: Scope it Out 5k
Alright, it doesn’t look like I have much going on. That said, call me to hang out! I’m free, I’m here and I’m desperate to be distracted! That sounds dirty and degrading. aaaah yeah. Denial… sweet denial.
