WTF is wrong with me

So, I left the hospital at 6 PM, and I realized as I stepped out the door that I had no plans, nothing to do, nowhere to go. I stopped in the coffee shop near my house and did a little writing, but otherwise, went home. I didn't even eat dinner.

I didn't eat dinner because I've been feeling guilty about my weight and decided that I need to cut out about 700 calories from my diet. Sounds like a lot, but I take like 2600 kcal a day. So 700 is a drop in the bucket.

Anyway, I came home after 3 cups of coffee, watched some TV, goofed around on the comp, and now I'm going to bed. It's Friday though! C'mon! Shouldn't I be going out and doing something? Shouldn't I be living life to the fullest?

I need a life. I really, really, really need a life. I actually spent tonight listening to medical podcasts. MEDICAL PODCASTS! WTF.


SuperStenoGirl said...

I'm glad to see there's someone else out there going through the same thing. Nine times out of ten I don't make dinner (the most undomesticated woman out there = me). I come home, flop on the couch, goof around on the internet, watch tv, go to bed. Even friday nights. It's FRIDAY! I should be out.. doing.. SOMETHING. But - doing stuff alone is so.. boring. But how do you meet people.. esp. when you're shy. Rock meet hard place. lol

Demented M said...

Go to a movie?

But if it makes you feel better, you're doing better than me.

I watched the British version of America's Next Top Model last night even though it was really horrible, even for reality TV.

Then at 10pm I decided I was a disgusting slug and probably brain dead after ANTM and I forced myself to do some writing.

At least you did the medical podcasts.

Is your writing recreational or work related?