Nothing has changed. Still feel rather empty. The weekend's not helping. The day has relatively been going like:
blink.........blink blink........shut up!.....blinkblink.....
open book.......blink blink.....

Effortlessly, I sought solace in numbing myself with episodes of one of my favourite tv shows. Nothing like American fiction to distract yourself from mundane reality. Is it strange that I feel sad for the antagonist, the man who is the thorn in the world's side? He gets all the beautiful women, has all the money but is never happy. So what if he's evil? So what if he has a crappy father? Can't he just kill him off for evilness sake? Well....at least he got to nail Lana before the boy scout. Cheers Baldy!

....forever stuck in a war.