7:30 on a Sunday night. Is there really anything more depressing than that? I can only think of two things; no, I can't. Not right now. It's the last of my weekend, and I really don't want to think that much.

I've been playing EverQuest for the last 5 hours or so. Make that 2 hours; I actually got out today and tried to ride my bike on the old route I used before I started having this breathing problem. I think I almost killed myself from the stress of trying to catch my breath, so I suppose I really just need to stop until I get over this. Although, I really can't stand not being able to get out of my house when I feel like it. I could go for a walk or something, but I prefer the speed of a decent pace on my bike.

I think I'll write about how ecstaticly good my day will be tomorrow when I get home. Only because there's no rehearsal tomorrow, but still, maybe something else good will happen. Who knows?

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