When did my world shrink to 1024 by 768 pixels?
I am tired tonight, tired and discouraged.Â I have been wrestling with old demons and young ghosts and God himself in the last 24 hours.Â Or was it the last 24 days, or 33 years?Â Usually, my habit would be to say I’ve done my best, but I’m not sure I have done my best.Â I’m not sure I even know what my best would be, to be honest.
After three tries at writing the specific cause behind my bad attitude tonight, I apparently can’t manage it without coming off like I’m feeling sorry for myself even to myself (which is quite possibly because I am, in fact, feeling sorry for myself, but that’s no excuse for bad writing…)
And right now, I’m only marginally perked up by watching the video for “Unwell” by Matchbox 20 on Yahoo!Music, and gosh darn it, if a video with both a Weimariner dog and Rob Thomas in it can’t perk one up, well, that’s a legitimate blue funk.Â And I should probably avoid watching “My Immortal” by Evanescence again…
Speaking of Evanescence, boy that Amy Lee kicks vocal hiney.Â Chris and I have been watching “Rock Star:Supernova” (forgive us; it’s summer hiatus from all the good shows) and two or three of the female contestants have taken on Evanescence songs, and come up lacking. Â It’s hard to rock and emote and hit all the notes cleanly.Â Harder than it looks, anyway.Â Last Friday, we got a sitter thinking we’d go get curry; but then it started storming and the nearest Indian restaurant is in the East End, and we thought, what the heck, Sugar Shack is having karaoke.Â Â So we ate grilled sandwiches and sang karaoke five blocks from the house for like, three hours.Â It was awesome.Â I actually got Chris to sing by agreeing to do “Summer Nights” from Grease with him (my Olivia Newton John impression can be quite spectacular. LOL.) After that, he did a few more songs, and the owners of the place asked us to come back.Â So I guess this week has been chock fulla validation of one sort or another, which has been good because it’s also been chock fulla … whatever the opposite of validation would be.Â Condemnation?Â Denigration?Â Whatever.
Well, darn it.Â Three Doors Down is singing “Here Without You” from my yahoo music player, and it just isn’t a good night for that.