i can't dance...
so that wasn't much of a break. retroactively speaking it was, like, just over two weeks, so that's kind of a respectable xangacation, no? say yes. i'm in a decent mood, though, and i hate the reason why, but i'll take what i can get. i haven't been the most optimistic person lately and not a lot of fun to be around, really. kudos to those of you who have endured my presence in the last couple months or so. i'd start explaining but i'd probably get bogged down in it a bit too quickly. let's just say i'm facing a severe lack of direction in my life when i should otherwise have things all figured out and be well on my way to realizing such things. i turn 27 three months from yesterday. when my parents were 27 i was about 3. and just about everyone i know that's my age or even younger seems to have it together, or they're well on their way to having it together. it gets to me. a lot.
i hung out with dan tonight. the missouri contemporary ballet had a show (they called it "a choreographic installation") in their practice studio. it was pretty cool. i don't know a lot about dance or choreography, but it's not that difficult to understand the expression. they just lined up some chairs in the studio and went at it right in front of us. i'd never been that close to a performance like that. some of the dancers were pretty impressive, not to mention attractive. i kept wanting to giggle. (this is a youtube video of one of these choreographic installations by the same troupe. the one we saw tonight was very similar, 'cept those weren't the dancers i was talking about.) then we had dinner at this coffee shop slash greek food place. strange, but good. the combination was strange, i mean. i love greek food. it's weird that i've been here for over nine years and i'm still getting to know the city. such a small town, too. we had a really good time, though. he told me that he's leaving at the end of july, which will be good for him. he'll probably be moving to new york, maybe even with an internship at GQ. so i guess i'll have a friend in new york now...
yeah, reality is already starting to sink back in.
so i'm way behind the times. but i'm gonna do this 30 day challenge that has been kinda going around. i'm using the same one garett is, which he got from courtney. because i'm unoriginal like that. yeah, i probably won't finish. and if i do it will probably take me about 60 days. but here we go:
day one. your favorite song.
the answer to this question always used to be so easy: "everything" by lifehouse. i love that song. i'm in such a state of flux, though, that several are coming to mind, and far too many to list. of those, i'm not sure if it's more of a nostalgia thing of happy moments in my life or nostalgia for happy moments in lives i've lived vicariously through other people, real or imagined. for sake of argument and simplicity, though, we'll stick with "everything" for now. you don't have to click on it if you don't want to.