Nothing like waiting over two hours in a doctor's office before being seen.

I think at a certain point, I actually left our space-time continuum to enter a dimension of pure boredom.

The worst part was that the actual visit lasted about 15 minutes. Just enough time to issue me paperwork to go somewhere else for more tests. Oh joy.

So now I'm sitting here by myself at work, with only the constant drone of someone who talks consistantly from the time he arrives at work to the time he leaves, to accompany me. I'm not sure why he's here so late; I have to make up my lost hours thanks to the effcient medical industry.

I should put on my headphones, but I'm not in the mood to listen to music right now.

In fact, I'd say for certain I'm pretty depressed.

I've started obsessing about the friends at work thing, and it's makeing me sad because I miss my old friends, and sadder that I'm not meeting and doing stuff with new ones.

It's making me bury myself in work to forget about it, but thatn's not a good thing either. I need some good social time that's with friends and not family. Unfortunately, this is a bad season for trying to duck the folks.

It's going to be a long holiday season.