for lack of playmates

well, even despite talking about it the night before, yesterday morning i managed to completely forget that it was a holiday, and stupidly came to work anyway. it was quite lonely. so at lunchtime (since all the cafeterias were closed) i went home to get something to eat, and tried to find someong to go play in the sun with me. apparently everybody else had planned ahead and skipped town for the weekend, since nobody i knew was anywhere to be found. which was sad. so i tried to go running again, but either i need new shoes (well probably i do need new shoes in any case, these ones are close to 6 years old now), or running two consecutive days is a bad idea, or both; because i didn't make it nearly as far, and part of my right foot started to get that itchy irritated sort of feeling that portents a blister if you don't immediately stop whatever it is you're doing, which i did, since i hate blisters.

in the evening, i finally watched "garden state," which i found to be surprisingly good, if a little surreal. i guess it sort of resonated with me since i've been 'far away from home' for a really long time, and despite the fact that the people who seldom or never left town seem to think that i'm off doing exciting spectacular things, i haven't really accomplished anything, and i don't really have anything to show for it. there are so many things i want to do, but i stay paralyzed by indecisiveness, and instead do none of them. sigh.

jim called around 9:45 and i went down to meet him in ouchy for a closer view of the fireworks, which were actually quite spectacular, but other than that don't make for a particularly lengthy or interesting description.