No time for eloquence today. I can't sleep, but I'm dead fucking tired.
Random thoughts...
My ex sent me a bitchy email today for no apparent reason. If she hates me so much, why does she keep writing me? I wish she'd go away.
I'm bored. Haven't gone out enough since I moved here. I haven't had a date since god-knows-when. It's fucking impossible to meet people - friends or otherwise - in this fucking town. Guess I'll just have to start going out anyway. Whatever.
It's getting hot out now. The dreaded summer has arrived once again. This time of year makes everyone else happy and turns me into a cranky, miserable bastard. That's always a good frame of mind.
Some friends want me to move out to San Diego with them. Richmond may be boring, but it's dirt cheap. Tough call. I've got good peeps out there in SD. It's just so goddamn expensive. Decisions, decisions.
I'm tired of roommates.
Why do I always make great friends of women I can't possibly date? They're either married, engaged, lesbian or think I'm a some kind of amusing weirdo. Fan-fuckin-tastic.
I realized today that I have no hobbies whatsoever. Someone asked me what I like to do and I couldn't name a goddamn thing. Somehow, I don't think hanging out in bars qualifies. This is not a good sign.
I've decided to go get a new tattoo tomorrow. Something minimalist. Suggestions are welcome and appreciated.
Ok, I've put it off long enough. Time to try the sleep thing again. *sigh*
Random thoughts...
My ex sent me a bitchy email today for no apparent reason. If she hates me so much, why does she keep writing me? I wish she'd go away.
I'm bored. Haven't gone out enough since I moved here. I haven't had a date since god-knows-when. It's fucking impossible to meet people - friends or otherwise - in this fucking town. Guess I'll just have to start going out anyway. Whatever.
It's getting hot out now. The dreaded summer has arrived once again. This time of year makes everyone else happy and turns me into a cranky, miserable bastard. That's always a good frame of mind.
Some friends want me to move out to San Diego with them. Richmond may be boring, but it's dirt cheap. Tough call. I've got good peeps out there in SD. It's just so goddamn expensive. Decisions, decisions.
I'm tired of roommates.
Why do I always make great friends of women I can't possibly date? They're either married, engaged, lesbian or think I'm a some kind of amusing weirdo. Fan-fuckin-tastic.
I realized today that I have no hobbies whatsoever. Someone asked me what I like to do and I couldn't name a goddamn thing. Somehow, I don't think hanging out in bars qualifies. This is not a good sign.
I've decided to go get a new tattoo tomorrow. Something minimalist. Suggestions are welcome and appreciated.
Ok, I've put it off long enough. Time to try the sleep thing again. *sigh*
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