Went to Coffee Break last night after work, running, and watching American Idol. Low and behold I ran into James there with Wedge. Jackasses. Their convo quickly went boring so I left. Yesterday I felt a lot better after sleep. I didn't have a computer at work so I did phone calls and stuff, actually got me up and around. Then I actually made it thru a mile on my run. More energy at least. I just wanted to relax and write and chill at the Break. And the boss is pissing me off as usual today. Is it normal to be able to count how many times you've had sex with someone?