I don't know, having 8 hours a day on your hands and nothing constructive to do gets to a person.  No that I'm complaining, because god knows there are harder jobs.  I need the insurance and it pays well, and hey, I get to be an even bigger nerd princess than I was before.  But having too much time to think can be a bad thing. 

So I decided to give myspace another chance.  I didn't really think the virtual world of myspace was of utmost importance at one point, but now that I've strayed back, I've missed a couple of people I hadn't talked to in a while.  I don't have to use it as a dating service or a pedophile locator, I can just "be" and that's ok.  I just truly got sick of it.  But when I find myself unable to be alone with my thoughts, anything disctracting looks good.   

I hardly ever interact with people anymore.  I've become a recluse of sorts, only pausing to look up from my little world on the rare occasion when someone calls and wants to go out.  I spend a lot of time to myself, and I guess that could be considered not good for me, although I seem to get along fine.  I've realized though, that I do need people.  I need to interact if only to be able to relate to others, to reach out and pardon the cliche, touch someone.  As much as I may wish sometimes that I were the only human on earth so that I could get to work on time (or that I had a hovering car, that might be a slightly better solution) I have to acknowledge the fact that without people around to relate to and interact with and help me out, I guess I wouldn't be here in the first place.  The world just seems like such a cold place sometimes when it feels like people don't care.  And you start to lose faith in your fellow humans.  I've found exceptions, of course, thank god or I would never get through it, but we, as humans, really don't give a shit.  And its hard to live here knowing that.  And so you'd just rather shut everyone out, because it's easier just to deal with your own problems and issues and day-to-day crap.