Week

Monday lunch forgot. Probably wasn't worth a mention.

Tuesday Lunch

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Part of the food from the day before

Maybe I did hit the curb but I don't fucking care.  Don't fucking comment about that. Normally when I get to work there is only one or two open spaces left. Why are there so many spaces?  I don't fucking know.  That's the fucking point of the fucking picture the eerie emptiness. 

Thursday lunch fried rice. Different flavor.

Friday lunch.  Hot dog.

Friday water at work: Brown.  Everything was brown.  Flush.. brown.  Faucet.. brown. 

Water dispenser - I didn't want to check.

I don't know. My social life used to revolve around one friend and I knew life changes randomly. She will find a boyfriend, new job, things like that which alter your typical life patterns. I was perfectly aware that would inevitably happen so I kept an eye out for a replacement.  I know that sounds horrible and mean... maybe that's why my friend said I'm like a g-rated player. But I was right we barely even chat anymore and when we do she randomly disappears for extended periods for unknown reasons. We don't go out to eat very often either, of course I don't want her to drive out of her way to visit.  So as a result I have gone to hang out with different girls and experienced countless failures.  I suspect calling it "hang out" rather than a date might have something to do with it. Whatever.  I can list all the different things that happened but basically I know once a girl changes her style/pattern of chatting she's gone.  The interest is gone and I will not be able to bring back the flow of conversation. It happened back in the "early days" where I chatted with people from forums.  These days I find people from new places but the same thing still happens and I have my own ways of dealing with it.
Previously I would search for others in a endless game of searching but lately I have opted to just.. go to sleep early. It makes me wonder if I'm just getting old but sleeping early sure feels good.  The earliest I went to sleep was probably around 11 when I had nothing better to do and decided if I went to sleep early, I could wake up to a new day... of the same shit I can practically predict.
I often ask people how's life, we almost always say it's okay or respond with what we are doing which isn't actually what the question is about but if you do want a proper answer that's what it is.