You know I never even did talk to the girl I went on a date with again. She was lame.

It's okay, because I got my social fix from it and I'll be good for another couple months. It makes me feel a little dead. I just drift around till I need a fix. I don't really try to pursue holding onto a feeling that would otherwise make me feel alive. But you know, I've dealt with the feeling of losing what makes you feel alive plenty of times to know it's not all that it's made out to be.