I think about quitting my job every single day. I wasn't good at my last one job, but I am at this one (by my boss's admission). It changes your perceptions. Nothing is organized or planned well. I doubt I'll actually quit because the job search sucks so bad. But I think about it and I have a hard time not being slightly reckless as a result. I was a good kid and got my BA like everyone said I should and now I push paper for a client for a living. Bleh. I'm not sure I ever imagined my life at this point, but I'm sure if I did I didn't imagine this.
I think a girl is interested in me. I'm not positive but I think so. She's technically my boss is the problem (for the moment anyway; its complicated). She keeps pushing for me to come to a poker/house party on Friday, even after I told her I was trying to dry out.
I've been single for eight years. I don't even remember what its like to be wanted anymore. Is this it? I feel like I should know, but I don't. And if so, she's getting out of a marriage. I don't feel like being anyone's rebound anything, and fucking without feeling at this point will only make me feel lonely, which I can do without.
Interesting, stressful times.