Past 5am, and I can't sleep. Sure am writing a lot in this thing today. I feel pretty lonely and depressed. I want something to do with my life. I have no friends to see. I hate talking to people online (except 2 people), and I only have the enjoyment to correspond with one person via e-mail daily.

My life feels so utterly empty. All I do is read, read, and read. Nothing else. I finish about 2 books a day, and my huge stack of books that I've bought is slowly being whittled away.

The looming weight of debt keeps weighing on my shoulder, and now I have this feeling of being useless and not doing anything with my time also weighing on me. I don't mind doing nothing, I just wish I had friends to spend the time doing nothing with.

Took away all my ads from GP, as I wasn't meeting anyone interesting and I don't want to meet people anymore. I'm past that phase, or whatever it was, that part of being alone, now I'm just content with how I am, having almost no friends at all, and never being able to see any of them; feels like I'm young and how I used to be before I met Jen online. How depressing, except then I really was a great deal more depressed than this. Now I just don't care enough to feel that depressed.