Motivated

Oh my god, you guys, working from home is not for the weak-willed. It's hard. I keep looking at the blank screen awaiting my relevant comments and then clicking half-heartedly over to Tetris. I don't really WANT to play Tetris, but I want to play Tetris more than I want to do something productive. Example: I woke up at 1pm today (ONE! But I was up till like 5:15AM watching movies with Kyle so that's my excuse) and all I've done is sit in bed and eat chips. DELICIOUS. The only thing that could make my chips more delicious would be more chips. Fuck! I can't even stay on task when I'm blogging.

SECOND TRY:

I had dinner with my friend M2 the other night, she's married to a good friend of Kyle's. The three of them went to college together. Okay, I went to dinner with her, and I had a surprisingly good time, because I've had such terrible luck with making new friends here in LA. Probably that "nobody cares" thing I wrote about earlier. Sigh. I was surprised at how well we got along, because we're into such different things, and, you know, she's married. Anyway, we had the following conversation, and I knew I would be at least able to see her once a week for dinner and be glad that we were friendly.

Me: *seeing multiple billboards up for Beowulf* "GAH! I HATE that they're making this movie! They're doing Love in the Time of Cholera too..." *rant devolves into stuttering angrily. M2 looks on uncomprehendingly*
M2: Why is that such a big deal?

Later, after dinner...

Me: I think I'm going to give this guy a one dollar tip. That's enough, right? Valet is $5. So...one dollar, that's enough?
M2: Yeah, that's 20%!
Me: *looks on uncomprehendingly*