Last Night...Meh: Love and Fools

After work last night, I was pretty excited about going to this art show in Venice.  So around 8:30, Lauren swung by to pick me up, and we headed down there.   I must admit, I am one of the worst backseat drivers.  I just assume that my driving is the best of all the land, and anyone in comparison scares the shit out of me.  I need to learn to relax when it comes to riding in the passenger seat.  I mean, my friends are obviously still alive, and they have probably been driving for close to 10 years if not more, so I should feel confident placing my life in their driving gloved hands. 

ANYWAYS, we get to the art gallery and there is a huge crowed surrounding the building.  We look up into the 2nd floor window and we see Teddy Ruxpin sitting there, pimped out, singing some soul music.  Everyone got a kick out of this.  We headed upstairs, passing some taxidermic bees on the wall.  This exhibit was a collection of life size dioramas.  When you arrive upstairs you are greeted by a Bee Keepeers outfit attached to the mirror.  I read that the artist also bee-keeps as a hobby.  Turning the corner, you are transported high into the sky , along with a stuffed fox tied to some balloons with squirrels clinging onto him.  The fox looked to be posed in some creepy, backwards head, exorcist type position.  You are then beckoned by a lulling hum to enter a hallway.  The Hallway is all black, with the exception of a Pimped out walrus head with gold tusks.  You turn to your right and see a sacrifice on the alter ( some sort of mole fetus in a jar).  We go outside on the roof to a children's playroom, featuring a soultry Teddy Ruxpin video.  Then the show was complete.  It was a neat little show, I just wish there was some more art to explore.  It was all over so fast, that our stay at the exhibit was probably a fourth of the driving time.  But, I still had a good time, and it was something different.

Driving back to my apartment , we pass by an intersection where everyone at the bar cheered us on for the evening. Alright!  To be honest ,we drove by the bar, and we heard a collectively loud "YAAAAAAY", and we could only assume it was for us.  We arrived into my neighborhood, and at this point I turned into a Debby Downer.  Thats right, I started talking about Kim.  I however, have been bottling it up for a long time.  I guess I should be using this journal to talk about these type of things, so I don't have to bottle them up, or lay my problems down on anyone else.  So I started telling Lauren, how I cannot stop thinking about Kim.  Literally, there is not a minute that goes by where I don't think about her.  I have rarely been  mopey or depressed in the last month.  I actually feel really great 90 percent of the time.  BUT, I still think about Kim every goddam minute. Multiply that by the past 2 months, and you get A LOT of minutes!  I can only assume she does not think about me, so it is only natural I need to get passed it.  I mean, I am doing great things with my life right now!  It has been almost 2 months since the breakup.  I think I may be acting like an idiot, when I say I would want to get back together if the opportunity ever arrived. But as the song ponders "Why do Fools Fall in Love"?  I am a cretin for her.  Needless to say, I project my happiness will increase from 90% to 200% when all is in the dust. If people read this journal, I am sorry for laying my problems down on you. It was actually kind of therapeutic to write. AND, I am 99.9% sure she does not read this thing, so I think I am safe. haha.

I am REALLY looking forward to this weekend!