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What's going on out here?

The last few days have been a bit different. I'm in Texas for one. I've been talking to some friends of mine... and life is interesting. One of them moved back to Vancouver recently from DC. Lucky her. She sounds more happy than anyone I know of. Another guy is out for work in Hartford, CT... and is apparently going to propose to his girlfriend in New York next week. And then head off to Thailand for work. He just came from Mexico city... where he was working insane hours.

Another one hates his job and wants to move back to Vancouver for good. As for myself, I miss my family, I bounce between not hating my job too much to downright hating my job. And now my work place is so much different. Three of the people that made it more bearable are in various stages of buggering off: one's gone to a new job that he loves I think, the second one is moving on because he found a better opportunity in the company... the third one buggered off home to work from there.

So, that leaves me here, confused, alone and a bit sad. I wonder what would have happened had I stayed on in Vancouver and found something else to do. But I am not in a place to contemplate that... I am here in this situation. I need to figure out how to get from here to where I want to be. The only 2 things that matter are when and how.

Oh well, I am not making much sense, but in my defence, I am tired and full of crappy food. Good luck Chris, I know she'll say yes next week!
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