icebluenothing | Victory.

Today was nearly cancelled due to lack of interest.

I woke up this morning with Great Plans to give my apartment the cleaning it desperately needs; I'm currently buried under piles of stuff, and the place is practically unliveable. I managed to tackle exactly one pile -- the boxes and bags of books I brought home from my parents' house this week. I weeded out the books I didn't want anymore into one box, took them to Half Price Books, and sold them for the princely sum of ten whole U.S. dollars.

And then -- that was it. I grabbed a burger, came home, and did nothing. Well, no, not nothing -- I surfed the 'Net and eventually took a nap.

I'm starting to get really worried about the fact that all I seem to want to do anymore is sleep. I don't know if it's depression, an iron deficiency, anemia, or what, but it's not good.

I woke up from my nap, kind of, and stumbled around trying to get ready to go out to the Mercury and try to be sociable for a change, when I get a phone call from treebyleaf -- more bad news about how she's doing. I go back to bed.

After about twenty minutes, I decided that I didn't want to give up on this day entirely. I got up and checked the seagoth board to see if there was anything going on tonight. There was -- an art opening at Aurafice. That sounded low-key enough -- surely I had the energy to make it out to that.

I surprised myself by taking the freeway down -- I haven't driven on the freeway in days, a reflection of my general energy and confidence levels. I felt good about overcoming my own inertia, reaching escape velocity.

The art opening was small and quiet and apparently nearly over, so I wandered around quietly for a little while and, since I'd already paid for parking, decided I would go to the Mercury after all.

I'm really glad I did. I saw artvixn, devilpuppy, chiaspod and ryanlion, theemptied, tricelt, Gray, Martin, 'Zanne, and other people I'm probably forgetting to mention. It was good for me to go out and have fun and smoke a clove or two and soak up something other than stress from the people around me.

Drove home to a couple of my favorite tracks on C89.5 FM -- Orbital's Doctor and Underworld's Born Slippy. Hell yeah.

I should go to bed soon -- should try to be rested for the Deva meeting tomorrow.

(Another small victory -- I just ate an orange. I never eat oranges -- I have an odd morbid fear of choking on them. But I managed this one just fine. Strange.)

Victory.

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