One of my two evenings off a week, and nothing to do, no one around, nobody showing any even vague interest in getting together with me. Even Adam and Ian are going to sleep early. Yes, I’m whining, but I’m not feeling particularly happy at the moment, so whatever. Maybe tomorrow I’ll try phoning people and annoy them into doing something with me. I’d like to think I didn’t have to do that, but it seems that’s the only chance I’ve got. Don’t know what else I’ll be doing. Sleeping in, maybe. Rent a movie. Watch horrible daytime tv.