Not much doin’ lately. I haven’t really blogged because I have nothing to say.

Nothing has changed with my brother. Or my father.

Nothing going on here. No concerts to look forward to. No trips home to plan for. Not even a Halloween party, much to Michael’s disappointment.

I have been having a lot of fun with Ed. He’s Mr. Seattle now, making sure I know how utterly un-cool and old I am. That’s OK, though, cause it’s SO true. I love spending time with him, although sometimes I wear my mom-jeans a little too often.

I pretty much haven’t seen any of my friends since San Francisco (all two of them). It makes me pretty sad, but what can you do? They have lives and I . . . clearly don’t. I should work on that.

Should. There are a lot of things I’ve been thinking I should do lately. I should consider going to therapy again. I should care about my weight (especially with such great inspiration all around me). I should find a way out of my comfort zone. I should go to a Doctor (since I haven’t had a woman’s appointment in about 5 years. Doctors terrify me). I should call Cara. I should look for a job that would make me happy. I should, should, should, should, should.

I find that when you “should” do something, you usually don’t. You have to want it.

And all I want is to curl up in a ball with my apathy and watch Sex in the City.

I ma trying to decide why I feel this way. Someone asked if I have Seasonal Affective Disorder(SAD ). I am pretty sure that’s a no, since 1) I have never had that and 2) I am LOVING fall right now. More so than I ever have before.

So . . . there’s that. Pretty much nothing going on and nothing to share.