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An idea for The Entry That Will Change Your Life, No Wait, Make That The Entry That Will Revolutionise The Way The Whole Damn World Perceives Online Journals? Uh.... Give me a minute. I'm sure I'll think of something.

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It's so nice, having the place to myself for a change. At one point last week, I realized that I had done something with someone every single night for at least a week straight. That was last week. So, that now makes at least 10 days, possibly even longer, without any significant amount of alone time. No wonder I was starting to feel strange. I love my friends to death, but I really do need the alone time sometimes too. I can already feel the effects. After only like an hour by myself, I feel so much better.

Strange. It's not that I find hanging out stressful. But I can't do it every single night. I think a big part of it is that both of my jobs involve a lot of social interaction. I finish work, especially the restaurant, and there's always at least an hour when I hate absolutely everyone.

Then, someone calls. Hey, wanna go see a movie? Hey, we're going drinkin, wanna come? Hey, bridge?

These are all things I enjoy doing, so I convince myself that that this isn't one of THEM, this is a friend, and it will be totally different.

I always have a lot of fun, but the antisocial part of my brain is still screaming and throbbing. Technically, my friends are all people, and I hate people.

No, not really. At least not all the time. I like you anyway.

Well, actually, now that I think about it, I don't like you either, quite yet. Don't feel bad, though. It's not your fault. I don't even like my cat that much right now, that's how bad it is. He just insists on doing that breathing thing. I hate that. And sitting! Right where I can see him! The very idea! And existing! What the hell's up with that?

In an another hour or two, I'll like all of you again. I promise.

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