Sleep.  That’s what I want.  That’s all I want.  Sleep and a good lie to get me out of everything.

My friend told me about this game called Depression Quest.  It is eerily factual, and terrifyingly familiar.  If you’ve ever suffered from Depression, you will see a lot of yourself in it.  If you have not, it’s worth checking out to see how the other half lives.

I have been offered a new job: better salary, better benefits, more growth opportunity.  I have accepted it.  I will start at the end of the month.

I don’t like change.

I just want sleep.

In an attempt the dull the battle axe that is my psyche, I am listening to the Band of Horses station on Pandora.  I’m sorry, but I still don’t like Bon Iver or Bright Eyes.  I know I’m supposed to, but I just don’t.

I arrived at work yesterday morning and a friend said “Good Morning.”  I said “Good Morning.”  He asked “How are you?” and I replied “Let’s not ruin it, shall we?  It’s a good morning.”

Sleep.