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You know for a moment there I felt almost...human.


And look what happened.

Tsk. Tsk.


Can't have things going like that again now can we?

I suddenly feel very isolated. Alone. Not lonely. Just alone.

It's quiet in here. I wonder if this is what nothing feels like.

Adrift. Adroit. A drought.

Of clear consciousness.

The thought enters my mind that perhaps it's better to disappear for a bit than risk further unpleasant entanglements. Need to get a way from some people for a bit. Need to keep my head clear, not let it get all cluttered up like it has in the past.

I'm hungry.

Really hungry.

So hungry it hurts.

I'm stumbling. Stumbling. Stumbling. Stumbling.

But I will not fall.

Tonight we seek clarity. So that tomorrow we may see.
~

In other, slightly more linear, news. After the first two days of the weekend went so well I was sort of prepping for a let down yesterday. But instead the day delivered in all the ways I had hoped it would. In an interesting twist the day both started and finished in the same bar, with the same people. That was sort of cool. After Wizards on Saturday night (so technically Sunday morning) I headed back down to the office for a bit. Got some stuff done. Not much, but just some stuff. I headed home and watched the end of the last episode of Galactica (again). I barely slept and then headed down to Bayonne to take the family out for lunch after the St.Patrick's Day Parade. It was a good time. Those kids are growing up entirely too fast though. Not entirely sure I like that.

I took the cousins out for ice cream after lunch just so that everyone wouldn't have to go home just yet, and then I shot back up to start picking people up and heading out to the movies. There ended up being nine of us and we went to see The Last House on The Left. The girls weren't expecting it to be quite as gory as it was. The guys were all fairly impressed I think. It was bloody. It was awesome.

We stopped for a quick bite to eat at Applebees. We were a big table really close to closing and the waitress seemed to be having a bad day so I left a fairly significant tip (then again don't I always?). My usual method is to pay and bail. One of the rules is you don't stick around after you've left the tip. Last night I got caught because I paid while people were still eating. So before I could get up to go here comes the waitress to thank me. For a second I really thought she was going to hug me (wouldn't be the first time.) But instead she put her hand on my back and said thank you, and then proceeded to tell me that she just broke up with her boyfriend of two years because she found out that he was cheating on her. She was a pretty girl, and seemed really sweet, but how exactly is one supposed to respond to that? I think I nodded and uncomfortably muttered 'Sorry to hear that.' Weird shit like that always happens in that Applebees. I'm going to have to hang out there more often.

After that we stopped at Wizards and finished out the day pretty much exactly how we started it. All in all it ended up being a pretty great weekend. In a few hours I'll pack up here at the office and head home to clean up a bit. I'll probably shower and shave and then head out for a few drinks and a little conversation. After that I'll head back to the house, watch a little TV and if I'm feeling inspired work out just a little bit. Then tomorrow I get to fix some things...or at least try and fix some things before they get entirely too far out of hand.

Wish me luck.