I'm a natural yes person. I say yes to everything. (well, almost.)
Meet up for drinks? Yes.
Go to a concert? Yes.
Sox game tonight? Yes.
Cookout this weekend? Yes.
Play in a soccer tournament? Yes.
Meet up for dinner? Yes.
Catch that new movie? Yes.
Smell this? Ummmm....yes.
Do a kegstand? You know, I don't really do that anymore. Okay, yes.
Most of the time, I say yes because it's fun. I enjoy going out, trying new things, spending time with friends and family, exploring all of life's little possibilities. But sometimes I say yes out of guilt, like if someone invites me to their barbeque I feel bad saying no unless I have a clear-cut conflict, even though it's way out in the suburbs and I'll end up spending thirty minutes talking to somebody's uncle about the virtues of oil heat. But all this yessing can get both expensive and exhausting... especially when HOLY CRAP I ONLY HAVE TWO MONTHS TO WRITE MY ENTIRE THESIS. Oh, and I also have to finish my experiments, get a manuscript submitted, move out of my apartment, and line up a job. FUCKBALLS!
So you know that movie where Jim Carrey has to start saying yes to everything? I'm going for the opposite. Sadly enough, this is the Summer of No. I have no time and no money, and therefore I have to say no to everything. Well, except for Newport on the 4th of July and a Wilco concert. But really, no to everything else.