Everyone needs something

Fall has arrived, thank the gods. The morning air is cool, the afternoons are still tolerable and the evenings require a sweatshirt over your jean shorts. This is the perfect time of year. In fact, I got to sleep in the morning, as much as the cat would let me, and tuck myself under the covers.

I feel so leisurely decadent this morning. I got up when I wanted to, I made a pot of coffee, actually walked on the treadmill this morning and worked up a sweat, took a cool shower and am just hanging out in the living room, watching the cat play with catnip, feeling the breeze come in from outside and listening to music. I have to go to work in a couple of hours and I just don't care. Eventually I will get dressed, and walk out the door, but until then, I'm just chillen and loving it.

Work has been a trial lately, but I'm getting used to the pace. Now, if I can just master getting things done as well, life will be close to perfect in that realm of my life. The other pieces are still hard to get used to. My next door neighbor (no, not Moe but I don't know what to call this guy yet) has been outside the last couple of nights grilling when I step out to catch a cigarette. There has got to be something wrong with him or something wrong with me. He doesn't listen to a damn word I say and I often have to repeat myself, which is beginning to be annoying. I'm thinking that he just isn't listening, but it could be that I'm so boring that he can't bring himself to listen. Either way, he and I were talking (read he was complaining about his 14 year old son again) and he decided I need to come over and have dinner with him some night. I left it open, but I really don't want to.

I've changed in the last few weeks. I'm tired of listening to people tell me what is wrong with their lives without giving a shit about mine. I've been so used to doing it I automatically do it with every friendship I have, but no more. I want the person to be interested in me, not just my ears dammit. I'm not going to settle for anything less either. I mean, hell, someone has got to find me interesting.

Somewhere.

Right?