rift

I'm really going to stop spending friday nights at bars. It always seems like more fun than it actually is. I have better things I can be doing with my time anyway. I'm tired of the feelings alcohol brings forth. This weekend was unexceptional. I went hiking at least, which although it reminded me of her and us it was good to get out there and get some real exercise. I went to a double feature on Saturday night; I keep thinking I will meet a cute SG-esque girl at the revival theater but the ones who go tend to be with boys already. Or so I tell myself.

I'm beginning to get more of a feel for SG chat. I've met some cool people and it is nice to be back in that kind of environment. I haven't been a part of a chat community since the talker/telnet days probably ten years ago.

Had a few thoughts I didn't want to think about. The voicemail finally deleted itself. Her voice deleted. Now I'm on my own again. I could call, but what would that do? I guess this isn't the blog to talk about it anyway.

carry me away on concrete pillows