Weird night. Watched Buffy with Cindy and Ted. Went home to play Warcraft, but the server was down. No Warcraft for me. I wasn't pleased. So I started talking to Krystal about her problem. Having dealt with data loss before I can understand. But she had something in particular wrong that was different from the rest of the times I've had data loss, something that might be able to be fixed. Started looking for something, 45 minutes later had a solution, sent it off and started troubleshooting. 10 minutes later she says "I found it!" and I feel helpful for the first time in ages. Then it turns out she found an auto-saved copy of it. I start to feel a little down, not helpful. Then she says it found something of her dads ;). So helpful, but...shifted.

Drew for a bit. I drew a crappy looking picture. But I think I meant for it to look crappy. What does that mean?

Did some yoga because I still wasn't ready to go to sleep. Best part of the video I have is the back exercises. Oh backy back.

Gave up, went to bed. No sleep.

I hear crunching on the stones outside. I hear someone fiddling with my curtains. Clearly Tom. I hear someone walking away. I lie there for a moment. Clearly not going to sleep. So I put shorts on and dash out to the street to find him nearly driving away. Manage to stop him. We talked on the curb for an hour and a half. I think I ambushed him with emotional problems. He apologized for being less than attentive, but I told him he was just as useful to me as always. He doesn't try to solve my problems. I hate it when people try to do that. He listens and laughs at the right moments and provides ancedotes from his life that make you feel better.

He gave me a present. A t-shirt that says "Nerds get chicks". So true. He said he was thinking of buying one for himself, but was afraid some girl would call him on it. "Wait a minute! You aren't a nerd!"

We went to Ryans house because that was were Tom was originally going. I gave Ryan the bottle opener I got him from Vegas. Talked for a bit, listened to Ryan complain about something Ben had done. Went home.

Slept.

1am.

Now it's 7:18 and I have to press that button down there in 1 minute. Sorry for the clipped nature of this post. I'm fucking tired and I have to go to work in.....in....in....come on...do it...dooooo it....ok......any time now..I'm ready. GO. Now!