||[Sep. 4th, 2004|02:13 am]
I am sitting in IHOP through the bar rush and really feel like there is, as usual, nothing at all to do here. I could go home but I think home is the cause of a lot of my depression and apathy. Nothing like being reminded of an empty life like an empty house.
I am having problems getting the kids interested in a 2 day trip out of town so there is some likelihood I will be taking that trip alone. I am not thrilled at that prospect. It won't be entirely bad since I will be able to visit at least two friends there but the three hours alone of monotonous driving...ugh.
I wonder if the ovens here are gas...