Along with the move, we celebrated my birthday with Margaritas and homemade tacos, which was justifiably excellent. And Kristi had made a birthday cake for me, and it was nice to be with friends.
But we ended up watching dating shows on TV. Blind Date, 5th Wheel, then another Blind Date. And I realized that dear god, I was eventually going to have to wade again into the gene pool and start dating, and if these shows are any indication I am in serious trouble.
And tonight driving home, I felt really alone again. The city can be a really cold place when you're alone.