Well, hm.

Here we are again. At the crossroads. No girlfriend and no life, or at least not the interesting bits. So days go by, work, sleep, work, sleep. The occasional movie. I used to have friends, you see. But when I was with my ex, I lost touch with most of my close friends, and all of my distant ones. Kinda got sucked in.

"what? you had a girlfriend?"

Yep. Pretty fucking psycho, too. Met her in college, November of 1997. Things were good at the beginning, but I gave too much, emotionally. She took too much. And so, she eventually sucked the life out of me. The way it ended was pretty ironic. It wasn't something she did to me, but it to her mom.

We were out teaching her mom to drive. I was sitting in the back for once, (she had yelled at me earlier for the way I was teaching her mom, said I was blocking her mom's view, and a lot of other fucked up stuff.) She was screaming her head off at her mom, telling her to do this, do that, and yelled at her whenever she did something wrong. In the past when we were doing this, I would get into the argument and try to cool things down, but that night, I just decided to be quiet and stay out of the conflict. Anyway, I thought, as I was riding along in the back, "she'll treat my Dad the same way some day." I finally saw it, and ended it then. It was a long time coming, but that was the breaking point for me.

"the girl next door..."

Before the psycho one, I sort of had one in back in high school. This girl was really cool, she and I used to hang with this asian club down in the South Bay, clubbing, drinking and all that. (I've stopped drinking since then) We were really more close friends than boyfriend / girlfriend. I lost touch with her midway through college - last time I talked to her, she was majoring in Art at Cal.