Strange Days

Tuesday; Day off.... sort of. More like errand day, but whatever, It is not work and that says it all for me.
So. My first couple of days back to work and what did I do? Sat and read my novel, Facebooked, tormented my co-workers, wandered around the building like a caged animal, and generally made a nuisance of myself to any and everyone I could find.
Tech problems with my computer. Go Figure *evil grin*. Hopefully the tech folks will have it all fixed up by Wednesday, but it could be all week.. and shucks.. I guess I will have to find something to do to keep occupied. I have some ideas. muahahahahahh
Yeah, so that's work, and really, not much to say there. A bit heartbreaking when everyone seems to be asking me about someone I came to work to try to STOP thinking about.... One day at a time though, or so I am told... repeatedly....annoyingly..by the people in my world.

So in order to drown out my personal stuff.. I fill my time with friends, parties, socials, errands, music, and jogging (When it gets really bad).
I think I have been invited and attended more socials this summer/year than every other year of my entire life. I had the count up to 16 or something like that by the end of this month....
Oh right. Some readers here may not know what a social is...
A social is an event much like a fund raiser for (usually) engaged couples to invite friends and family to a hall for drinks and food and dancing and foolishness for a small fee. The idea is to make some extra cash for the impending wedding.
Usually I endorse the socials, buy a ticket, and don't show. But lately...well..lately getting out is the smarter option for me just so I keep occupied. Heartbreak sucks ass!

In other news, it seems I will be in a music video being shot this weekend. Heh... since I can't be a real boyfriend I guess I get to act as one in the video. I'll see about bringing my camera and post some pictures on facebook. At least it will keep me busy. ... even went so far as to booking dental appts to keep me occupied *shudder*... Im losing my mind.

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