There's nothing quite like being home bored and alone. You think up old things you'd rather not, you worry for future things you don't need to. At least I do.

Staying wtih my sister in LA and all I can think of are relationship things, should I go back to school, should I continue down the restaurant path, do I value a varied social or a social work life more, will I find something that I enjoy as much as I do cooking with a the other chefs in the restaurant.

How the fuck do you go on dates with people anyways. The only love that's ever really blossomed for me has started online or been a friend that turned into something more later, or both. That and I have no idea how to react to actually being hit on, which is hilarious because I will flirt back and forth with my female friends all the time... and then if I get hit on by a guy I just lock up, stay quiet, and immediately start thinking about everything that could go wrong and how many ways it could.

Life is weird man.

Side note: If anyone wants to talk, skype is Alexi Vallen. Hit me up. Alleviate the silly thinking (though, at the same time, it is also necessary.)