When you take stock of your week, and you ask yourself who on the internet has reduced your faith in humanity and made you want to quit trusting people, helping them out or otherwise reaching out, and despite his best efforts Phil comes in a solid third, that's a really bad sign. At the very least, it's a sign that you spend too much time on the internet.
In other news, I went out the other night with my writing group, which includes my favorite ex-boyfriend. He and I have known each other for 14 years, which feels like a tremendous length of time when you're 28.
We talked over some of the issues I've had with various people and he said some useful things that put things in perspective. Also, he likes to tease me as if I'm still in my slutty wild period. As I'm now in a chubby dour period, this feels pretty adorable.
And folks liked my story.
Other that, I've been pretty boring this weekend.
Ps. My housewife, Lily VonHarnack, has won the Desperate Housewives game. But I also did some painting this weekend and cooked some yummy meals. Tonight, we're having pork roast.