We've got nothing better to do than watch TV and have a couple of brews

Torpor and apathy have taken hold of me. I was going to head up to Evanston for their Critical Mass, but after a nap and meeting my parents at Uncommon Ground for dinner, I'm just sitting in tonight, watching DVDs I borrowed from John. I was thinking of heading out to Delilah's for Elvis's birthday, but after last night's, ah, indulgence, I decided maybe that wasn't the best idea. Oh, if I had gotten ahold of anyone I wanted to ask to go with me, I'm sure I would've gone.

The girl I met last Sunday still hasn't returned the message I left on Tuesday. I don't know when I should let my hopes decay...She was friendly and smiling and gorgeous, and whenever I think about those moments I want to see her and talk to her again. And maybe another hug. And I know next to nothing about her. I'm either going to fly high or crash land.

Life is great.