All I can eat are dog biscuits.

So I'm sitting here at home waiting for the worst snow storm to hit Indy in years. I haven't seen shit yet. Not even a little flake. Nada. Bupkiss. Zilch. I'm glad I didn't decide to pull a sleepover at work.

The last week has been a bit weird. I'm lonely as hell, but yet I do nothing about it. I'm sit alone at home and just wallow. I clean a helluva lot too. Everything in this place is spotless, but still I find something to clean. I'm still watching too much TV though.

Friday night I met with some people at my favorite watering hole. I feel bad since some people came kinda far, and felt way out of place there. I was there with two seperate groups of people, and I didn't want to ditch either one, so I decided to stay. Group #2 left, and I stayed with group #1. I'm sorry they weren't able to stay, as it was with someone that I haven't seen in years, and what seemed like a pretty nice guy. I would have liked to gotten to know him better. Of course the end of the night ended in a dirty haze, and well, I don't really remember the end of the night at all.

I'm also homesick as hell. I really miss old E-town. Not really the town, but an awesome handful of people. I don't have that here. Things are going so great professionally here, that I could never even think about leaving. I'm sure the social aspect will turn around soon here. I'm rapidly approaching a year here, and I'm actually better off than I was a year ago at this time. That's awesomely brilliant.

So there's a little B.S. for you not to read.

FIN

BTW the way, any blogger users, are you getting totally fucked ever since the little account merger?? Everything I post is fucked up.