today was a bit of a blah day. no work, no real activity. i got up at 10, ate breakfast, watched half an episode of star trek ds9, went to the gym, showered, took a sandwich with me to a movie (i took muni, which was free, because it was a 'spare the air' day), strangers with candy. it was good, but not great. i came back home, wrote an extra long e-mail to a girl who's going to be an assistant this coming year at my old lycée, ate dinner with the family, then puttered around the internet. i've just watched two episodes of csi, which i've started tivoing because it's on daily. 

i feel vaguely as if i'm in some sort of rut.

the real crime of the day is that, outside of my novella-length e-mail, i didn't do any writing. and i feel like i've got plenty of ideas... it's hard to tell if it's a discipline thing or a unfocused thing. anyway, here's hoping tomorrow has a little more to offer.

i ran into james' younger brother at the movie theater... he was hanging out with a friend of my brother (who i guess also is friends with james' bro as well). it was awkward. i felt like some sort of... parent. i know i've harped on this before, but i still have no frame of reference for what it's like to run into your older sibling's friend, but why should it be awkward? after the movie, i saw andrew (that's james' bro) on the train, and i kept waiting for him to look over so i could say hello, but it was almost as if he was avoiding looking at me.

i'm probably making all this up, but, well. there's always a chance i'm not.

all right. a depressing post. i apologize in advance. hasta pronto.