I think everyone considers me so extroverted because of my introversion; i spend so much time spinning thoughts around in my head by myself that when i’m unleashed onto the public i’m this unstoppable whirlwind of energy and chatter. So, maybe i need all this downtime to be as happy as i am. At the same time, i don’t have as many friends right now as i did this time last year because i never see anyone. One factor in that is theatre… ugh. I don’t like to act. I am bad at it. I hate being in boring shows just because they’re what’s around to do. And one is coming up… good person of sezuan, a show i don’t like one bit. And there aren’t any characters who i want to be. And i’m going to be too busy next semester anyway. And i seem to have been drafted. To the theatre i am a warm body and a resource; the director knows i have a certain amount of potential and that i work very hard and so he basically made sure to make me agree to work in the show before i could decide if i liked it or not. So, now if i don’t show up at auditions, it’s a personal afront more than it is a statement about my opinions on the show. Isn’t life nice?
People never believe me when i tell them i’m an introvert. How could i be? I’m the friendliest most open person in the world! This might be true, but that side of me is only available when i’m around other people, and those times are often few and far between. I have so much introvertedness in my system, probably from being an only child without any local friends to hang around with. What i wound up with is my own continuity inside of my head that no one else gets to share in. Except you. I suppose at its heart this has been about emptying the contents of my head out so that i know that someone else can hear them and recognizing, even from my first posts. The question is, … is this a healthy exercise, or does it just worsen matters? I suppose that there’s no way to tell, but in general the less i interact with other real people the worse off i am.
Meanwhile, i think i finally sorta learned how to flirt. Like… we all went to Denny’s last night, and i kept giving the girl at the table across from us sexy eyes and then she started staring back and stuff. It’s cause i did my hair all sexy, i wish you could see it so you could appreciate it.
I now officially have a favourite cover with which to gauge an artist’s interpretive ability, and it’s Big Star’s “thirteen.” So far i only have heard it rendered by Garbage (US “push it” single and live) and Elliott Smith (unreleased or live), but i know there’s a version floating around by Wilco and that several bands cover the tune live. It’s sweet enough and simple enough that a whole ton of things can be done with it, which is why it’s so interesting. If you find a rendition by any other band, let me know, and maybe we can trade versions.
As much as it hate blogging to the lowest common denominator, i think you probably need to go and see this just to appreciate how pervasively ludicrous the internet is.