This weekend sucked. Did nothing, saw no-one, was depressed and pissed and tired… Not even the cat did something interesting… The only hilarious moment was a a desvelado-talk with Joe and Anthony and Samil. They made me laugh a lot at wee hours in the morning. It would be nice if Anthony became part of the constant circle again, I miss him a-lot, got used to his daily presence and mischief. The good old times… And it would be nice to have Joe around to hang out and create mayhem around the little people Buahahahahahah! Wishful thinking. Reality is I’m surrounded by idiots at work, and the few friends I have are aloof in their own bubbles… It is a bubble world after all… Whatever. Life goes on.