How long until work will drive me insane?

Don't care about my boring weekend? Fine. I invite you all to try my nuts.

I hit the two new megahyped outdoor-themed shopping centers here in Richmond this week - the Stony Point Fashion Park and the Short Pump Mall. Egads.

The Short Pump Mall is my favorite of the two by far. I was impressed by how busy it didn't feel. Tons of people there, but a lot of open space to move around in. Nice. It's going to be a good place to shop when it gets colder out so even less people make the trip.

We ducked into Richmond's first California Pizza Kitchen for a bite (did I ever mention I'm a pizza addict?). I made the comment that it's amazing how I've lived in Richmond for almost a decade and can still go to places like this with tons of people and never run into anybody I know. Richmond really isn't that big of a town, is it?

Then we hopped down to the Stony Point Fashion Park and guess what - I ran into someone I knew. I've ran into her twice at random places now. That verges on the supernatural for me. (Did I ever mention I'm practically a hermit outside of work?)

I like that kid. She's a cool person. My positivity toward her is probably a little lopsided, but c'est la vie. Not everyone can recognize my overwhelming genius and supercoolness for what it is. Still, any girl who'd chase me down at lunch so she could show me her new action figure gets a thumbs up.

Anyhoo, the Stony Point Fashion Park has a name I should've taken a little more literally. Clothing stores everywhere and not really anything I was interested in. Considering that I'm 31 years old and still wear velcro tennis shoes, fashion is not really that high on my life's priority list.

I seem to have painted myself into a corner. (Well, a few of them, but we're only discussing one today.) I've let work take over too much of my life. It's not like I'm a workaholic - truth be told, with long lunches and coming in a little late here and there I usually don't even put in a full 40 hours - but it's my only source of stimulation. My home life is quiet and relaxing like I prefer it to be. I think I need a little friction, but that only works for me as an abstract concept. I'm quick to stamp out any real friction that pops up. I think I need some more activity, but again that only works as an abstract concept. I'm really good at finding reasons not to do things, but I can't seem to find a reason to actually do anything at all. Everything sucks, but doing nothing sucks sometimes too.

For example, look at me right now. I have today off. I don't want to sit around the house doing nothing all day. But fuck, the only thing worse than doing nothing is going out and doing something. I'm so pathetic. I lack any motiviation to do anything whatsoever. That would be fine, but unfortunately I'm self-aware enough to recognize that fact and almost smart enough to know it's bad. I care enough to feel bad about it but not enough to do anything about it. Dull, sad and moronic.