In which I rediscover a classic

Today, 02/28/1o, I began watching Robotech: The Macross Saga on youtube. This series started one year before I arrived, i.e. it began in '85. Being the kind of anime viewer I am, I occasionally like to go and jump into a show I've either not seen from the start, had never heard of, or not seem all of. Robotech is the former. Of it's 36 episodes, I'd only ever seen about the last 9 or so, which meant there was a big gap left to be filled by the rest of the series. Granted, the impetus to watch Robotech came from my enjoyment of giant robot shows in general, but under that, it was owning and playing the Robotech: Battlecry game that put the idea in my head. So, this morning I leaped onto youtube, did a quick search and found thankfully, that MANGA Entertainment had uploaded each episode of the show, as well as each episode of Robotech: The Masters and Robotech: The Next Generation. Well, I know what my weekends will be made up of now.

In which I spend tonight in my own head

So it seems to me that I've been thinking more tonight than I usually do. The thoughts come scattered and on a variety of subjects, ranging from my wanting a sandwich, to momentary wallowing in self-doubt. It's common that this process happens, but it feels like my head has been more occupied by me tonight than any other night thus far in the week. Not sure really, in regards to why, nor will I probably ever figure it out. I guess it's just nice to be getting this particular strand of random down someplace. I'm spending the evening listening to Daft Punk's "Discovery" album as I write this, and it brings up another thought: I remember watching four of the videos for songs on this album, on the old Cartoon Network Toonami block, and I miss it. I really do. Television is a big part of my life, and Toonami was a very large part of that time spent growing up with something to watch. It was there, like a friend, for nearly 12 years prior to being canceled, and it was a big shock to find it gone. Still is, really. Thinking about it from a different view, some might say that seems a bit sad to have considered it such. To that, I say that it was in the delivery of the thing. Oh well, move that aside, make room for another thought. Admittedly, I spend so much time thinking because I'm lonely to some extent. Friendships are hard for me, because the things I enjoy doing tend to be all I want to do, and clearly, friendships don't run that way. On a night like tonight, I'm found to be more content doing something like what I am now: parking myself on the internet, or playing Xbox 360. I don't drive yet, which rules out any plan to go out and meet people. Hell, even if I did, meeting people is awkward for me. 'What's the right thing to say? The wrong thing? Do I look okay? Stop rambling, make a point, wrap it up,' etc. All in all, once I figure myself out, you, citizens of the web, will be among the first to know.