happy canada day. i had a good one. i did exactly what i wanted to...sitting on an amazing patio i have since renamed 'the womb'. (cuz we stayed there for six hours...) drinking double my weight in beer, screwdrivers and mimosas. heh. and keeping it going at a friend's house and quite possibly forgetting my bike there.
unfortunately, in having the most perfect and ideal canada day, i missed a very good friend's bday party...well, not missed, i showed up and stayed for 10 minutes cuz i had no business being around people in my extremely hammered state.
my question is...i feel bad. was i selfish? yes. but i had the best day ever. when should obligations rule over my own good time? i've sat here trying to justify it, and i guess there is no justification. i have friends of both minds. friends who would drop everything they're doing no matter how inconvenient to help someone out. you know, those friends who go to see their friend's shitty band without fail? no matter how crap the music is? then, i have other friends who don't feel such a sense of obligation. they're good people, but you only see them when they feel like it. you always have a good time with them, but you know they don't think about you that much. and it's ok.
i guess neither camp is right, per se, i just think it's a personality thing. my problem is that i'm too much like the latter camp, but with the conscience of the former camp. not a good combination...i'll be selfish but feel real bad about it.
serious blogging is for commies. eff this.
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