I don't want to talk about how anger.

I'm so unreasonably angry, so much of the time. That and depressed.

One Free Radical and I were out seeing a movie together. He remarked something about how I know everyone, because I kept talking to people I knew at the mall.

But there are days I feel I've got no friends. I have no real life. I have my husband, and he's never home. I want to shout. I want to run outside, raise my hands, and just SCREAM.

I miss *my* friends. I people seeking me out. My friends here don't. They hang with me when I call them. Not the other way around. Sure, I know, I've got a weird work schedule. Wreaks havoc. Sure, I live pretty far away from them.

But our schedules coincide sometimes. And I never hear from them unless I initiate it.

I'm so depressed, I could give Marvin the Paranoid Android a run for his money.

I hate days like this.