I think I should have done some work today, but I just wasn’t into it. It was much better to take that long nap in the afternoon. There was some point I was going to make, but like most of last week I think I’m too tired to make much of a point. Work is actually tiring me out. I kind of figured my new job would be like that, though. All work and no play. Not that play means that much to me anyway.

In case anyone thinks I’m still not over my ex, don’t worry about that. I just have no one else to talk about. I could tell you about the phone call I got from my sister, where she asked if I was on drugs because I was so tired. She ran in a race this morning and had some coffee afterwards and even at 7:30 in the evening she sounded like she was on meth. I don’t know where she got off telling me I sounded like I was on drugs.

See? Nobody else to talk about. Just me, work, and the gym.

Drunk and on the intarweb is a way I usually get in trouble: sending odd emails, etc. Once I even registered a domain name for $75/year and put up a web site making fun of a friend just because he was young and having more fun than I was.

I went to my ex-girlfriend’s Xmas party. When we first broke up I estimated that I’d have a girlfriend in a couple of years. It’s been four now. I think I’m behind.

In any case, my friends told me I was self-destructive and the people I didn’t know didn’t want to talk to me at all. Well, they were all nurses and busy talking about entrails and things. In all honesty, they might be on my new list of people to avoid dating:

1. Reed College graduates,
2. Stanford University graduates, and
3. psychiatric nurse practitioners.

It was fun, though, and I got to stay out late! (11:45PM!)