Tonight

It's getting late. I've had some wine. My window is still open so I don't inhale paint fumes. But it's ok because it doesn't get cold here in January. I'm doing nothing again tomorrow, because no one calls me and no one talks to me and it doesn't really seem to matter if they're male or female, but whoever they are, they don't want to talk to me. Do I get lonely? Well, yes. And I get irritated and I start thinking about moving to some random city where I don't know anyone so it makes sense that my phone doesn't ring anymore. Right now the only thing I have to look forward to is school because then I won't have to think about all the people I don't have interested in talking to me. My parents are the only ones who actually answer the phone. How pathetic is that?

So tomorrow will be spent watching more movies and reading and possibly writing and possibly painting if I feel like it. And checking my e-mail every ten minutes to make sure no one wants to talk to me. I'm thinking about auditioning for Jeopardy as a way to try to pay off my student loans. Another hair-brained idea, I know. But what else do I have?

Anyway, that's about it. Again.