I came online to do some homework only to find that it'd be better to do it at work. I was hoping to do something and get a lot accomplished by the end of the week. I'm not going to have any time this weekend to do homework.

I used to not mind homework, but I guess it's different now because I am at work for the day. My plan is to go to the gym before work tomorrow. And then do some homework at the office, leaving me time to relax at home.

I was just completely bagged today. I guess I was still recovering from Saturday night. After work, I was driving to the gym, and I was just so out of it that I drove home when I was a couple blocks away from the gym. I did do some vaccuuming, though. My floors still need a cleaning.

I have a friend who doesn't believe in fate. I believe in fate because I don't think there can be anything that is absolutely random. We were talking about people who come into our lives. I think everyone crosses path for a reason. The reason may not be significant, but still a reason nonetheless. 

It was phone call after phone call tonight, but I at least I finally called T back. She and her hubby are trying for kids!! Such an exciting time. Her goal has been to have her first child by the time she is 30. I feel so bad that I haven't made a huge effort to call in the last several weeks. Then while we were hanging up, Poola called. She wanted to know about my weekend. And then I returned Cute Butt Boy's call.

I wonder why he calls me.

So I went and voted today. I'm really disappointed by the overall results, but I am glad how my riding turned out. I thought it was really strange that I had to verbally re-state my name and address at the polling booth. Nobody else I know (from other polling stations) seemed to have to do it. They did not even ask for ID.

I am also feeling a little censored again. 

I got to watch 24 early tonight. With the whole Chloe-Spencer thing, did he use her? I am sure Edgar wants her, but maybe there is some chemistry between her and Lynn? Chloe is just too funny. I am looking forward to next week's episode.

Hmm...I need a nickname. Maybe I will think of one later, if I need one. PQ Dude ... talking to him makes me want to tear my hair out sometimes. I am kind of glad he hasn't been around lately. Maybe he should be The Complainer. He reminds me of my dad that way. Maybe it's just a side effect of being depressed. I think Dr. T told me about this...passive-aggressiveness. He complains about stuff that is going wrong, and I offer suggestions to solve his problems, and then he shoots them down. A few months ago, I totally blew up at him because my patience was worn thin. I finally apologised, and then he goes and springs the "do you know how much you mean to me" biz.

Ugh. All I could say was no. He's just a dude on the Internet to me. I do not even consider him a friend. He made a lot of small talk with me in the past. But tonight he had a headache.

Time to make one more call before I go to sleep. I am tired!