As I sit in the computer room in my house, with the fan keeping me company, I feel the need for a little bit more conversation. Of course, any conversation would be more than what I have right now with the fan, but in the grander scheme of things, it would be nice to have someone to talk to around 3 am every night before I go to sleep. I would even settle for someone to listen to, just as long as we could switch now and then and just talk. I've been a man of few words too long. I've never heard anybody say that I talk too much. That leaves me a little window of opportunity. Maybe I can get a whole 15 minute monolouge in someone's ear before they realize I've just been jabbering nonstop for a quarter of an hour. It's that element of surprise that would work in my favor, and the person will think, "Damn, maybe this guy isn't so quiet after all." And then I have to wonder how much of my seemingly endless runaway train of metaphorically twisted thoughts actually translated into something I could get a reply out of.

I don't think it did.

So this could be the part where I grab my cell phone and hit that speed dial button... but I just might leaving completely random 10 minute voice messages on random people's voice mailboxes.

I'm going to sleep.