All over the place...

For some reason I feel like blogging. Don't know exactly why, as my thoughts are really pretty scattered right now. I can't even decide if I'm in a good mood or not. I'm not in a particularly bad mood -- just vaguely apprehensive or stressed about something I can't put my finger on. It probably has to do with money. It always has to do with money.

On the mostly good side, today is the presale for the NIN show in Columbia. Totally pumped about the show. Totally wishing the presale wasn't until next week or the week after. But whatever, I guess. Can't argue with it. But the amount we have to spend to get the tickets (while not the most we've ever spent on that sort of thing) is an amount we probably shouldn't be spending. But it's pretty much buy now or not go, so...

I'm getting into another phase of being totally addicted to internet time-wasters of various levels of stupidity. I'm pretty good about only checking stuff inbetween doing more important things, but I still have a certain amount of guilt over it. First it was Mobsters, and then I got a couple of bimbos to take care of (one on the French site and one on the British site), and then it was the new nin.com forums (nothing says time waster like spending time on a forum with a bunch of other geeks, debating which is the best track off of each NIN album or laughing at badly photoshopped pics of Trent or trying to figure out if NIN fans generally fit into certain Myers-Briggs personality profiles...), and yesterday I signed up for a deviantart account. Yeah, okay, that last one isn't really a waste of time, but I'm sure it will take up plenty of it.

At least we're past the exhausting month of August, where Kourt and I tried way too hard to pretend we had an active social life. I don't know what we were thinking. Probably that we didn't really need sleep, which is totally false. Really very totally false. Heck, we went to a little informal get-together to celebrate Kourt's b-day and another friend's b-day, and I was so tired I kept dozing off. How sad is that?

I guess that's what's good about keeping one's social life centered on the internet. You can interact when you want to, and then turn the computer off and do all those other things you have to do in your life without interruption or disruption. And if you doze off in your chair while in a chat room, you don't have to worry about somebody writing on your face with a sharpie.

Not that anyone did that, but I heard that the idea was discussed.

Anyway, I suppose I should stop aimlessly blogging and actually get some sleep. My to-do list really isn't getting any shorter.