Wow this place is dead. I admit I don't post here very often, but it appears no one else does either. Yep. **looks around** Yep. So then... My date cancelled tonight. I'm bored now, and it looks like I'll be bored all night. She said she has a cold and doesn't feel good. I can understand. I was looking forward to meeting her though. Now I've got no one to play with tonight. Being single is not only the best thing, it's also the worst thing. Especially in Salt Lake. I knew moving 2000 miles from all of my friends and family was going to be tough. I tried to prepare myself for lonely weekends with nothing but a Blockbuster rental and some Mac & Cheese, but the reality of it sucks. People are social animals, and social cravings are hard to replace. Mac & Cheese does little to stave off companionship. Yep. The atomic number of Iridium is 77. I knew that off the top of my head. Interesting, no? Yep. Lindsey Jacobellis crashed last night on the last hill of her race while showing off to the crowd. It cost her a sure gold medal. Bob Costas and company won't let her forget it either. I feel for her. She's just a kid, and she did a kid thing, and she shouldn't be punished anymore for a mistake she obviously regrets. Sometimes you get to learn life's lessons in the harshest way possible. Now she's immortal. Yep. I have a refund check sitting on my table for $909. It's been sitting there for a week. I should probably take it to the bank. Maybe I'll take it and buy a new guitar. I need a new guitar, and that would give me something to do tonight. Yeah. I think I'll do that. Yep. I realize everything I've said here is off-topic. What is the topic anyway? It appears this whole board is a social board, so maybe off-topic posts are allowed. I've been with TFN for 5 years now, but I've only ever been involved in the fanfilm boards. A post like this over there would have gotten me banned instantly and incurred the wrath of MadMax Veers. (He and I don't get along). I'm notably cautious when posting on TFN boards because of that. Yep. I like my job. I get to travel all over the country and meet new people and see new things. I hate my job. I'm never home long enough to form any meaningful relationships or do the things I want to do. I like my job, because it pays really well and it's allowed me to have things I want instead of just bare essentials. I hate my job, because no matter how much money you have, it's never enough to buy any sort of happiness. Joy isn't a tangible good. I like my job because it gives me opportunities. I hate my job because it takes away opportunities. When my teacher asked me in grade school what I wanted to be when I grew up, I never would have guessed I'd be what I actually turned out to be. That question is bullshit anyway. No kid knows what he wants to be. I'm in my 30s, and I still don't have a clue. You really only know what you don't want to be, don't you? Yep. I have no clue why I'm writing random thoughts here. I guess I just feel this urge to type stuff. Typing is sorta fun. Yep. I'm out.