ebonlock | (no subject)

So it looks like our Halloween LoM party has run into a brick wall face first and now lies bleeding and dazed on the ground. Too many of our planners can't possibly attend which makes the whole thing a good deal less fun so there seems little point in moving forward with it. Aelf suggested an alternative "viewing party" at a date TBD but we'll see if we can pull it off.

This leaves me utterly without plans for Halloween which, normally, wouldn't bother me in the slightest. I suppose the fact that I used to have plans and now don't is what's bugging me the most...or perhaps it's the mild isolation I'm starting to feel with my current life. I get up, go to work, come home, eat, do some minor chores and go to bed. That's it. That's my life.

I read LJ and see all the things other people are doing and I begin to wonder what the hell is wrong with me. I mean my 59 year old mother has a more interesting life now than I do. I don't go anywhere, I don't do anything, and my most scintillating out of work conversations these days take place with my cats. Yes, I have become the old maid cliche...or I will have done when I acquire my first doily.

And of course I keep drawing the Hermit in all my Tarot readings so it would appear this state of affairs isn't letting up any time soon. Fan-fucking-tastic.

*sigh* Sorry, I'll stop whining now and go find something political to piss me off. I'd rather be pissed than depressed.