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|Current music:||"The Lady of Shallot," Loreena McKennitt|
For some reason I'm waking up sad lately. It goes away quick, but it's starting to really piss me off. I hate non-specific sadness like that.
My hair was starting to get a little too shaggy and the back was curling around, so I gave myself a little trim. I think it came out nicely, considering I can't really see the back of my head. Other than that, I need to get a liquor license so I can go sit in a bar next time I get depressed -- or take my first trip into a gay bar/club and try and meet some new people. Since I don't drive, I have no other ID that proves my age; I know the bouncer would never let me in otherwise. I think I'm going to spend the afternoon reading. I started reading The Catcher in the Rye and buzzed through about four pages in a minute or two. Should be easy reading. Hopefully I get it finished tonight, or maybe tomorrow.