Myriad

I am officially over it. Are you?

If you're anything like me, and chances are you may be, then after you finish your day job you may occasionally head down to your local watering hole and knock back a few. Especially on a Friday evening.

That's been a fairly regular circumstance in my life of late. Friday evening drinks with the good (and not so good) folks from work. The only problem is that it's become so regular that it is now more of a chore than a fun thing to do.

The same places, the same music, the same drinks, the same people, the same quicksand.

The last three fridays I've come home feeling bummed out and depressed (and way too sober). Even before then the nights were mostly hit and miss. I mean how much fun can you have doing the same thing without the assistance of drugs and/or alcohol?

It's actually bummed me out pretty heavily. It always seems like a good idea at the time. Go have a few drinks with some friends, check out the chicks, get fucked up. Who could ask for more? Well, me, I guess.

It's not all bad though. The nights usually start off pretty decent. They just end up shitty. And I've realised, it's me. It's not my idea of a good time.
I just can't handle being out with people who just wanna listen to shitty music and talk about work. And on top of it all I see most of thise people in a daily basis, I don't really want or need to see them anymore than eight hours a day.

It could be that I'm just a bitter, twisted fuck who desperately needs to get laid. Perhaps I'm looking for love in all the wrong places. Perhaps I'm just a little whinny bitch. Probably.