So here I sit at True Love bored out of my mind and watching this couple? out of the corner of my eye arguing about something. It reminds me of some of my dramatic exes, and it makes me dread the thought of being in a relationship…but still, as I was walking here this adorable guy in tight pants with an iPod walked by and I was all “how can I be single?”

All day (with the small exception of observing this adorable guy with an iPod Nano on the train), I was thinking “Me and Christen are NOT freaks for being single.” But I can’t stop thinking of all the benefits of dating. As I was thinking that, the cute gay couple across the room started having a formulaic Adrian argument, one guy proposing things to do, the other being completely silent.

Hell no, I thought.

I had to get out of there.

I am now at CSUS waiting for my bus, after a few hours of wandering around downtown talking to Patrick on the phone and taking pictures.

I like the downtown area, in many ways it fulfills my fantasy of living in a real city. But the “crowd” that I feel like I’m looking for just isn’t here. The gang is gone, for now at least…maybe forever, and I don’t want a bunch of trashy drunken fags for friends…I felt so incredibly alone at True Love.

I guess it all comes down to what me and Christen were talking about last night. How does one meet people in this day and age?

I just don’t know any more.

I’m here at the college waiting for my bus. It’s here, but the driver is on break. I’m going to miss my regular driver, today he saw me walking and waited a bit while I ran up.

I want to get breakfast at the college cafeteria, but I would risk being late. For some odd reason, this seems to be the normal bus I take from my house.

Some cool things have been happening regarding my car. I listed it on Craigslist and started my math homework. I didn’t finish a single problem because my phone started ringing off the hook.

A guy came over to look at it, and he noticed that my radiator hose was busted, and said that was the reason that it wouldn’t run. So I canceled the ad, removed the hose (with my friend Kieth’s help) and bought a new one online. Total cost? $20.

If that works, it would mean I could sell the car for a substantial sum, enough to ensure my Vespa purchase!

I’m rather excited about that prospect.

Last night me and Christen had planned to go to True Love, but we ended up just meeting this odd girl that might move in with Christen, and then we went to Safeway to see if there were any hot checkout boys and to get beverages.

We laughed about phallic Gatorade bottles and then watched Strangers With Candy. The first half of it is hilarious.

God, I can’t believe I typed this all on my smartphone’s tiny keyboard. I should go.