star1020's Journal

So I've been feeling generally depressed today and I'm not entirely sure why.  I've been trying to shake it with music as I usually do - been listening to my fave Nice Guys CD all day at my desk (The no-headphones rule be damned!) but I actually thing the music might be making me MORE depressed.  I think I need some time on a dance floor.  Haven't gotten any since New Years and even then my stupid ass decided to get too inebriated to dance very much at all.  Usually when I start feeling like this, a good 6-8 hours of hard dancing is all I need.  Mmmm...pounding music, lights, the smell of sweat and cigarettes in the air...  Yeah, I'm rave-craving.  Too bad there's pretty much nothing worth paying any money for (or driving ridiculous distances to) until March 3rd.  Holy shit, March 3rd.  That's over a month.  Can I make it that long?  There's some crap going down in NYC in February the night before President's Day that there's been talk amongst my friends of going to.  I REALLY don't feel like driving to New York again...the Holland Tunnel is seriously the bane of my existence.  Well...I suppose I'll go if everyone else does.  Not spending money though.  I'm serious.  Gonna hold myself to it.  I need to save for March because once the 3rd hits there's 3 amazing events right in a row that I wanna have some "blow it on stupid crap" money for.

Tonight is my DDR night.  Maybe that will help to assuage some of the rave-craving.  Playing DDR for a rave-craving is like eating a saltine when what you really wanted was dinner at a 5 star restaurant.  Hmmmm...connecting even this to food, hahaha.

And the other thing that's annoying me is my car CD player won't play.  I had to change the battery over the weekend (old one totally died) and the anti-theft device on the CD player locks it when it's disconnected from the power source (battery).  It's asking me for a code.  Wtf?  Whoever programmed the code was probably the guy who owned it before me.  They really should have told me about this at the dealership when I bought the car.  Maybe wrote it down somewhere for me?  And another thing - who's going to steal a crappy factory CD player???  The thing says "Honda" right on the front of it in big white letters so it's not like anyone could mistake it for a Pioneer or anything.  Sigh.  I gotta find my VIN number and registration so I can prove to the dealership that it's mine and get my music back.  45 min. commute to and from work is maddening in silence.  And I kind of suck at driving when I don't have music.  I'm really tense.

Well, I have to go to a meeting in 3 minutes and talk about new procedures with incompetent people who won't be listening anyway.  Wheee!