Obviously, it's been a few weeks since I last posted here. Life has been rough lately with the dwindling freelance work situation for me, and I almost dread getting too introspective, which leads to immobilizing feelings of depression. Depression is a luxury I can't afford, hence my silence. I'm just trying to see what other work I can drum up.

Went out to a stripclub one evening in an attempt to cheer myself up with some feminine company. A waitress I knew from another club had become a dancer at this one, and was trying to get me to buy a couple of her lapdances, but in my fog of free-floating gloom I ultimately could not justify spending the money, so I chugged my over-priced beer and fled while she was still onstage. I bought myself a decent meal instead.

In the evenings, I'm mostly watching vintage films on Turner Classic Movies now that I have cable. And reruns of a favorite old show from the 60s, 12 O'Clock High, about World War 2 bomber pilots. I wish they'd put that series on DVD already.