Well it turns out I didn’t miss out on the Sushi last night. I met my brother and a bunch of friends and some new people, who seemed to ignore me most of the night (thought I admitedly was not “on” at all and really didn’t have much interest. But it seems today, for some reason, I feel some sort of self pity and strange guilt about it all this morning) at the hippy bar. Everyone who went out to dinner brought there left overs into the bar for me. I was so hungry that I just scarfed it down and didn’t get much of a chance to enjoy it. Plus I was feeling sort of self conscious about eating such decadent food in that bar. Some girl offered to take us all to Cervante’s Ballroom to see a band called The Motet. They were just OK. A six piece instrumental funk band. I danced quite a bit which was unusual for me, but it wasn’t really worth the $12 cover. Much of the night I spent talking to some cool strangers upstairs and dancing in this little covered area where this guy was painting a large portrait of the band. Afterward we all came back to my brothers and hung out for a while, it seemed wierd and I was easily annoyed for some reason when we got back. For the most part it was a pretty enjoyable evening though. I think I’ll spend the rest of the day hanging around at my brothers and then maybe watching the second lord of the rings movie so I can go see the third one at the theatre.

As of yet I don’t have any new year resolutions. I usually don’t make much of an effort for that type of thing. Nor do I take much stock in my own resolutions. There is plenty room for improvement. It’s more just a matter of prioritizing and realizing what goals are actually attainable. I’ll put some more serious thought into it later. Maybe I should just quit procrastinating and actually just do it. Nike taglines have never really had much power over me.

This is hubs signing off live from the confusing (and stagnant) studios here on the corner of Lachrymose Avenue and Cachinnate Boulvard. Thank you and goodnight.