Still pretty depressed, even though I'm not exactly sure why that is. Perhaps a combination of research, friends, play (or lack thereof), and hopelessness. Or maybe it's just because I don't have internet at home. I don't know. Things don't feel right. (Or maybe now that I got this moving thing over with, I have more time to think about stuff, and thinkings like these almost always lead to no resolution, which is pretty depressing.)

Running out of "active" clothes now...wish the laundry room would open soon. Or maybe this is a chance for me to start wearing these "hidden" clothes...

Had chicken wings again last night. I ordered 12 this time. Starting to get a bit tired of the taste, actually. And it wasn't much of a social event as Roger and Francis just stare at the TV for long intervals.