Get out more

I’m at the studio all the time, now. Not sure if that counts as going out – but there are other people at the studio. And sometimes there’s wine.

I had a friend in Paris for the weekend… and after a dinner of pizza hut, we went to an Irish pub down the street from my apartment where we ended up talking with 2 well-off 40-something American men who were in town for business. They started buying us drinks (actually not hitting on us – just enjoying english-speaking company), and after a few cocktails and a tequila shot we walked up to the Champs-Élysées & hung out in a café, where they ordered a bottle of champagne. Got home around 4.

Awesome night. And we didn’t pay for a damn thing.

I’ve actually beein doing this, now – when this is the time I really need to be getting some work done. Picnic last Thursday, dinner with my roommate and her friends on Friday, out with some family friends who were in town over the weekend…

And now I should really get on top of finishing my drawing project.

I should really get on this one. I’m at the end of a 2 week spring break, and I haven’t done much of anything except develop new bad habits and a crush on Spike from Buffy the Vampire Slayer… i.e. I really need to get out more.

My roommate had some of her friends over the other day – so that was that – but afterwards (uh, 2 am) they went out to a club, and I elected to stay home and sleep. Club scene… not really my scene… but still… some part of me feels like I should have gone – butttt – I don’t know.

I like being alone, and I like hanging in… but… I think I’m at the point where I need a life. And some accessible friends. I don’t want to leave here and feel regret for all the time I wasted.

I have a couple of friends in town for a few days… we went out to dinner tonight – met up around 9 and then took a half hour to find a café that met our standards (our standards = they don’t sell hot dogs, are reasonably priced). We left there around 11 or so then just hung around the pyramids at the Louvre for a while. I fed a duck. It was a nice night.

See I have no problem going out and doing whatever – it’s just that I do it alone. Not that I don’t like being alone… quite the contrary… but I think that’s the problem. I don’t think that qualifies as “going out”. I want to be able to reach out more to the decent people around me and go out with company.