Good Question - LG

Today I had lunch with Mario, UT guy at EY, a year behind me. Ahh,
Jason's Deli, a sandwhich and a cup of soup. We sat down with our food
and he asked me, 'how are you doin?' I decided to be completely
honest. All this talk about how everything is looking up. All is
well. I'm doing good. BLAH!! I told how I really was. I'm lonely.
I'm missing something that was there something that I was ready to have
for the rest of my life. I'm lonely without it.

I thought about this some after lunch. I hadn't thought about being
lonely. I live in a house with three guys, two old friends. Some old
friends have become closer friends, and all my primative needs are
being taken care of. I haven't acted lonely. Why did I just say that
I was?

I've come to this conclusion: If you want to know how you really feel
inside, look at yourself in the mornings when you get out of bed, look
at yourself when you're trying to go to sleep at night. What are you
thinking about on that drive home from work? This past month and half,
I wake up and I'm lonely. I try to sleep at night and I'm lonely. I
get off of work and I'm lonely. Time to break out some that aloe, like
Stewie tells Meg after he licks her tears, "your anguish sustains me"

Countdown to Vegas! 11 days!

"In your arms I was happy as a little boy could be"