Lonely & bored

The earthquake in Pakistan is much worse than Hurricane Katrina, but so far away. Catastrophes are endless and constant. The one that has blown my life inside out is just as abstract to the vast majority of people as the latest earthquake is to me. Maybe someday we'll be better people who feel everyone's pain equally--but then we would never stop suffering.

Haven't heard yet about the big scary background check. In the meantime I'm lonely and bored, bored and lonely, borderline depressed, and occasionally horny; sick of all 781 songs currently on my ipod; and disappointed with humanity in general and the dateable male population in particular. I wish we all were better. Except for you--you're perfect.