Help Wanted: Bring Me Exceptional Circumstances

I haven't written anything since October. It's not that I have nothing to say, it's... I don't know what it is. But looking back on the past two months, I'm not so sure I've found myself in any exceptional circumstances.

I must say I'm disappointed.

Bleh.

I need to stop coming straight home after work. Take the long way home. Sit at a bar alone. Hang out at the book store and watch people awkwardly approach the "erotica" section. I need to do these things so that I have something to share with my future self (with the purpose of this blog). Sure, things are great, I am happy, and life is good.

But it's not enough. I can't even remember the last time I was asked to break into a bathroom to make sure some dirty punk girl was alive. Where are my little encouters with weird people that I used to get daily?!

I have to go out and find them I guess.

But not tonight. It's raining.