The gloom continues. This is really fucking getting out of hand. I'm never depressed like this. I don't do depression. I get sad, then I get angry, then I get over it. I don't mope for days. And I definitely don't do it without a reason like I am now. Starting to piss me off. A lot.

So in an attempt to escape the grim aura of this apartment right now, I went for a walk last night about 10:15. Passing by a little coffee shop north of my house (the new one on University, for those of you who know this town) I caught sight and sound of a person playing a piano inside. Of course, as they intended, I was suckered in, and discovered a very attractive (in a scruffy geek kind of way) young man playing the piano very well indeed. I had me a banana nut muffin and sat on the steps and ogled him for a long time... really did make me feel better. Also made me feel fucking horny, but of course because a) I'm painfully shy and b) guys don't tend to look twice at me, I barely made eye contact. I'm gonna go back when I can, not only to ogle, although that's definitely in there, but also to listen. He plays good stuff.

God I need to get laid. *fidget*