One day at a time! Does it work? Stop the insanity.

I should go bowling. Yes, I haven’t done it in a while, my arm has felt like I pulled it for two months now. Since we stopped basketball. September? Maybe. My shoulder. Maybe it’s the way I sit at work. When I go by myself I’m on a mission and it’s a workout. I once bowled 8 strings in an hour by myself to get the advertised discount. Most of the hour I was the only one in their bowling and the guy behind the counter gave me a deal on top of it. He probably felt pity toward me. There’s a new place closer I want to check out. But I’m nervous to try a new place. There’s a specific type of place I enjoy going.

It needs to be relatively empty.
I need the keyboard. Some places have an all automatic system that blows ass.
It needs to be an ancient place. A place that hasn’t been updated since the early 90s or so. New places try to be hip and it’s awful. The older places feel like a church, it’s a religious experience.

That’s all, that’s it. Oh, this new place probably doesn’t sell booze. One does. I wouldn’t drink by myself. But it’s fun to have a beer and bowl, is that a crime? How did this get to bowling?

I’m left to my own devices this week until Sunday, it’s Thursday. What the fuck am I doing? I should get out and do something. But I’m also trying not to get into trouble. So there’s that. I’ll do it. I’ll get through it. Half of me wants to go a little stir crazy and get creative and put something together with my alone time. The other half of me wants to get out and do something to keep me preoccupied. I find myself thriving alone, but I never get more than a day or two in it, so when it happens my mind goes crazy and I don’t know what I want to do, so sometimes, nothing happens.

Crazy people thinking? Ah well.