Nobody likes you when you're twenty-three

So I've had a pretty lazy Monday.  Technically it is my weekend since I work 3 doubles in a row Friday through Sunday.  Did laundry, washed the dishes, dusted my room and cleaned it as well.  Watched an episode of Entourage on HBO On Demand.  

The past few days my mind has been racing.  We keep confirming dates throughout the summer.  Right now we are only able to practice once a week so I get very anxious waiting for the next day to jam with the guys.  I've been doing alot of life thinking to be honest.  I realize being 23 isn't THAT old but I feel like that is the official age of becoming an adult.  When I see someone that is 18 now, I am shocked at how young they seem generally.  That is, in my opinion, no age to be deemed an adult.  I remember 18.  I had just graduated high school and my band started to get popular in my hometown of Kentucky at the end of 2003.  We had gotten a new bass player who had quite the connection in the neighboring county Devin and I grew up in.  It just kept growing from there all the way up to moving to NYC in February of 2006.  Then it was pretty much a good two year hiatus.  I wouldn't call it a waste.  Definitely have learned alot and grown up and know more of what I want, and know more about me.

But when I was 18... I'm pretty sure I figured by 25 I'd be married and have a mini me or one in the works.  Hell,  My dad was my age when he married my mom and I was born.  Don't get me wrong, I love kids dearly and can't wait to have a few, but there is no way I could raise one right now.  Not the way I would want to anyway.  For me to be married by 25 now that I'm 23 would require a serious relationship, and a job that provided a better income.  Now I can't completely rule out the possibility of my band playing a show in Vegas next year and meeting someone and a few drinks later... newly weds??  But that's not my style.  

I am very dangerous when I am idle.  It's sad because I don't have very many interests.  My main thing is playing music and cuddling.  I don't mind playing by myself but I prefer the whole package.  I don't care much to go out.  I pass my days that I don't work waiting tables being a domestic loser.  Laundry, cleaning, cooking, reading useless information on the internet, the occasional book, rewatching any and all kinds of movies.  Usually something with John Cusack that leads toward the romantic comedy/chic flick end of the spectrum, to action movies like Die Hard.  Who doesn't love John McClane or Lloyd Dobler though?  I could fill the voids by working more, but then I would get burnt out on it.  I'd hate to get so angry at someone and get fired because I start screaming at them about how they are idiots and don't now how to dine out or treat people blah blah blah.  Then I'd have nothing to do.  I enjoyed going back to college for a semester.  I like to learn.  I'm not going to just sit and learn stuff by myself.  The classroom setting is a motivator, and I had some cool teachers, but I didn't really want to go back after mom died.  

I'm just kind of rambling.  I envy anyone that gets to walk out on a stage every night and play for an hour or two (are nights off really that great?) . I'm working on it though.  

So the moral of my rant was that times change and what you think will be doesn't turn out that way.  I'm not upset by this by any means.  I am just shocked at how fast time is flying by.  

Love Love Love,

Chris