Of course, it doesn't help that I've been generally glum the past few days, with sparks of outrage over the ridiculous Mosaic conversation about identities, etc.
It's funny, because I've actually had some really nice social time with folks this week. Monday, Aileen and I got together and had dinner at Pho Pasteur (nice dinner other than unusually bad service -- such that I actually left what I consider to be a shamefully small tip, which is what was deserved, but I can't help feeling guilty about it) and then a very brief bit of shopping. I bought a handful of new socks, because I'm out of socks to wear at the moment and I don't know when I'm going to get to the laundromat (yikes!). I'm even considering taking my laundry to one of those wash/dry/fold places that I'm way to stingey to use, but, well, I do need clean clothes!
Yesterday, I had dinner with
All my social stuff has been really nice and my mood during has felt pretty normal, but when I'm on my own, my baseline seems just a bit depressed. I go through this kind of phase from time to time, so I know it'll stop eventually, but it's hard when I'm in the middle of it.