Feeling Lame(...r Than Last Year)

Why does sitting on my computer in my dorm alone all night seem so much lamer* this year than it did last year?

No, seriously. Last year, I was perfectly content with sitting in my dorm, doing nothing all weekend while everyone else was out part-ay-ing and getting totally wasted before hooking up with the random creep from the frat par-tay down the street who wants to do nothing but... -nudge, nudge- You know. -wink- This year, though, I feel like I'm actually missing out on everything and, ya know, being a person.

Now, don't get me wrong. I still don't think those are my scenes. Good grief, they're not. Can you imagine me at a frat party? I'd be trying to act like I'm also getting drunk so I don't look like a total outcast while watching uncomfortably as everyone bumps and grinds instead of doing the Macarena and Cha Cha Slide. And then I'd slowly back myself up into a corner to rock back and forth while dialing the number to get a taxi.

Yeah. That's exactly how it'd go.

Oh. I forgot there would be some weed in there somewhere. So, I'd have to look like a mix of drunk and high?

Yeah. Obviously, I've never been to one of those, but that's how the parties all look in the movies, and we KNOW how factual movies are, right? Right.

I don't know. I know I'm not the only person in this dorm building who is sitting at home talking to friends from back home and/or Internet friends from around the world every weekend night, but I feel like I'm just weird for not wanting to go out and do that stuff.

-shrug-

Maybe I'll just make myself into even more of a geek and turn on some documentaries and learn this weekend. At least my time would be used effectively, right?

Anyways, I just thought I'd blurb on that, because my level of boredom exceeded the amount that would allow me to continue to just sit here and stare at my screen.

I hope you guys all have a much more interesting night than I will be having, and I will see you on Twitter**.

Lurve,
Chelsea

*Or is it "more lame"? Whatever. My ability to be grammatically correct all the time is slowly drifting from me.

**I apologize in advance for the abundance of tweets I will be sending out this weekend. My boredom causes you to be annoyed. It's like a new Law of Science. Right up there with all of Newton's.

Dear Chilis...

Dear Chilis (restaurant),

These are NOT $6.00 nachos! Hell, these should not even be considered nachos!

Now, these, on the other hand... THESE are nachos!

Please learn a lesson from these fine, fine people, and serve what you are advertising to keep me from wasting my hard-earned money again and being beyond disappointed.

Thank you,

Chelsea