I had a shitty day, for various reasons, and my girly drinking date for the night was cancelled due to illness.
I came home feeling aimless and slightly evil. I tried to watch TV, but that sucked. Every channel, suck, suck, suck. I tried to play on the computer, but I was quickly overwhelmed by boredom and the sudden, horrifying suspicion that I am wasting my whole entire life, like all of it, years and years of nothing, for nothing. Each individual second would tick by audibly, and I'd think, wait, come back, I can do better! Oh, 7:42:08, give me another chance; I swear I'll make the most of you if you'll just come back. Etc.
All of a sudden I couldn't stand to be in my house for one more instant. I decided to go waste my life elsewhere and got in the car. The problem was that I wanted to be in public but not have to talk to anybody, and the only obvious solution, to go see a movie, was thwarted because it was 8 p.m. and all the movies started at either 7:30 or 9:45. I couldn't figure out anything else I wanted to do. I drove around for a long time, out by the lake and then north into Williamson County, because if I was going to waste my life I might as well take some gas along with it.
After getting lost for a while in Pflugerville, I ended up watching "Friday Night Lights" at the monstrosity theater way up north. It was ok, slightly dumb and boring, but in a pleasurable way. Basically it was a decently acted made-for-tv movie that I spent $7.50 to see. But fuck it, I got to eat greasy popcorn in the dark with maybe five other people (two of whom walked out in the middle) and meditate on how glad I am I no longer live in a town with so little going on that the only real topic of conversation all fall is either the cross-town football rivalry or how sick you are of the cross-town football rivalry.
I feel so much better now.