It’s been a fairly long weekend so far, having been out with friends, seen Bewitched (which, incidentally, was about as good as the movie could have been with Farrell playing the lead. Kidman was good, though), and chatted about the LDS (not to be confused with LSD) church with a couple of missionaries. Now I am just relaxing until time to go out and party. Yeah, I know…I said “no more partying”, but I am only young once or twice, and I need to get in a little fun before I am arthritic.

I stated in a recent blog that I am making a point to go out more, and be with friends more. I find it to be enjoyable, and a welcome release after the stress of the work week. It also helps that at least one of my new buddies likes to bitch about the idiocy of “people” as much as myself. Those people shall, of course, remain unnamed. Yup, I am definitely putting up a decent fight against being depressed, instead of sitting at home moping about it every weekend. Then again, there is a distinct possibility that I don’t want to deal with whatever is the source of my depression, therefore I place myself in the company of people who can and will make me forget about it, and spend the rest of the time pushing it to the back of my mind.
Nahh…that can’t be it. :)