An evening of Traveller with friends, escaping computer virus-infested star systems, followed by a quick episode of 24 while holding two conversations online, one with an old friend, Scott, about what all's going on lately. I still occasionally think about moving back to Minnesota, though it's less often now that things are going well socially right now. Sometimes a kind of fresh start is tempting.

The other conversation was on Zephyr, about books and sex. Er, is. Heh. People are giving me suggestions. I am not going to have any time to read even the mainstream stuff I have on my list right now, not for over a month now. So what's the point of pursuing anything for a while?

Tonight is one of the last couple of nights I have of normalcy; tomorrow night is Lord of the Rings, and Friday is a D&D game, and then I'm cutting it off, burying myself. These are the remnants of my social schedule from when I started cutting it off, and then *poof*. Gone. Like Keyser Soze. Or however that's spelled.

One month, out of the picture. Can I do it? I think so. I need to do this. For myself, for the company, for my friends. *sigh* It'll be good.