Saturday night:

CanadaGirl and I saw “Traffic,” along with another lesbian UVA alumna. The theater was packed — the movie was sold out, which wasn’t surprising for a weekend following the Oscar nominations. I thought it was one of the better movies of 2000 (at least among the movies I’ve seen), although it had several disturbing moments.

After that, we went to Wonderbar, where I ran into two of the same guys who I’d seen the night before at the Boiler Room. We were there for about two hours, and the three of us — two lesbians and a gay man — discussed why I can’t seem to get up the courage (or maybe it’s the motivation) to strike up conversations with guys at bars. And guys don’t seem to come up to me at bars, either. My guess is that I give off “unapproachable” vibes. Maybe bars just are not my thing.

Yesterday:

Yesterday I didn’t do much of anything. Last night I went out on a date, which was okay, but the guy wasn’t someone I’d want to see again. And while riding the PATH train home, I ran into a UVA acquaintance whom I hadn’t seen in about eight years. How utterly bizarre.

Today:

Today I’m off from work for President’s Day. I went to Borders to return a book that I’d bought a couple of weeks ago and had finished reading. Hey… why not.

I find myself rather bored with various aspects of my life lately. Something is missing, but I’m not sure what. I’d like a boyfriend, but I sort of wouldn’t. I want a more interesting career. I want more money. I want a quieter apartment. There’s a hole in my life that needs to be filled, there’s some sort of emptiness, and I just can’t put my finger on what it needs to be filled with.