graceland's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mojo Declining I really couldn't sleep for most of last night. Too much rest, if that's possible. People at work are trying to get me out on the dating scene. Ugh. I'm just not ready to meet anyone right now but they say this is the time to do it. I have zero motivation. A friend e-mailed me last week for advice about a guy she's been seeing. I'm usually the goto girl about guy advice. I understand men. I act like one. (Minus the stripper infatuation, but I do love porn). I didn't respond until today. I reread that e-mail probably 10 times and just couldn't think of think to say to her. Not one thing. I wrote back today and said, "I'm sorry. I seem to have lost my mojo. I just don't think I know what I am doing with men anymore. I can't help you. Sorry." This invariably got the lines buzzing. Well, that, compounded by my not going to work yesterday and my desicion not to dress up or attend Halloween activities this year. My phone and e-mail lines have been abuzzing. My roommate is trying to get me to go with her to a Halloween party in Boston this weekend. In truth I think she suspects I may go over the edge when I'm alone this weekend. I'm not going to go over the edge. I have simply lost my desire to socialize. I don't want to go out and talk to some new people. I'm not fun right now and I don't want to subject myself to lack of fun-ness, let alone people I consider friends. Maybe I'll buy some paint and get to that ceiling. 7:31 p.m. - 2004-10-19 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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