I realized why I was feeling funky today. I'm lonely.

There is a distinct difference between being alone and being lonely. Being alone I can handle. Being lonely is a little more difficult, especially in the long run.

I need to either find myself a woman down here that I can hang out with, or keep myself busy enough that I am distracted. I really need to get out and take some welding classes, or get off my ass and get some sculpting materials and build a goddamn table already.

One of the things I'm worried about when I get in this lonely state is how to keep from thinking with Mr. Stubby. He really doesn't make wise decisions if left to his own devices.

Thus, I believe that massive distraction is the better option.