the sad are super strong tonight. my refi fell apart for some reason. last week they said all my stuff is fine, this week it isn't. it would have REALLY taken a lot of pressure off me to refi. now that worry plus the singleness…

i think, as we get older, this is the thing we start to run out of. the thing that makes us panic. it isn't exactly money we are worried about, it is having enough of it when we need it. time again. being single? time.

he says he is working on it. some great songs on the dance floor make it almost possible to not be quite so sad. not feel quite so lonely. i think i need to try harder to get myself to 80s night. Ça Plane Pour…

yeah, i am sad. and lonely. i suppose this is me getting over the boy. i offered some encouragement after one of his posts (told FB i didn't want to see them, but whatever...) at the end i reminded him he was awesome and replied…

gary numan was right. it's odd how safe i feel in my car. i am insulted from the world around me, without being out of it. i took an s-bahn home one night. i was listening to Radiohead (probably pyramid song) on my noise reduction…