This is one of those nights that I'm ashamed of my social life and myself. I knocked off work at a fairly normal time, got home, and wasted the night away playing around on the computer and repriming more spent brass.
Did I do anything socially? Nope. I just stayed home and vegged. Why? Among other things, I don't know anybody. I don't know where I would go. There's nothing happening that I know of. I'm so brain dead when I get home from work that I'm not sure I could handle going out. And on, and on, and on the reasons go.
Yet the end result is that I spend the night alone and didn't improve my chances of meeting anyone. I'm pretty disgusted with myself right now.
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