I've gained 5 pounds back. Is that what one night of tacos and drinks with my niece will do to my waistline? If so, never again.

Today is my second day of waking up at 6:45. It's not too bad. It's sort of nice to be almost ready by the time Sid crawls out of bed. I wish I was a better person and could get up at 6am and go for a walk but I'm not. I'm gonna just let that idea go right now. But, maybe someday.

I feel a bit better today. Not great. Still wonderin' but better. Not as depressed

Boring though. I feel really boring. I need some intellectual stimulation or something. Anything. I just want out of this funk already.

I have been really jealous of some of my girlfriends lately. They are so close and hang out all the time and I'm like a second tier friend. If I ask to come along to something than I'm allowed but I'm never on the list at the beginning. Maybe it's because I don't like bluegrass and PBR enough. At least I have Kate. I would probably go crazy without her.

I have been thinking I need to get out a bit more, like one day a week and at least once on the weekends and as soon as I say that to myself I want to retreat to my room and stay there.

On Sunday, I yelled at a homeless man who was walking down the middle of the street. It was the most compassionateness things I have done in a long time and it has bothered me for days. I'm not sure why he bothered me in his drink swinger. I just was and he was slowing me down, but usually I'm more patient and calm about things. I don't know what was wrong with me.