when did this happen?

When did I become the world's lamest twenty-something? It happened so gradually that I can barely contemplate the possible cause...was it sometime during my career as a student? sometime during my tenure as roommate to the world's most boring people? sometime during my settling in with the man who calls me honey-pie? a combination of all three horrible things?

Tonight a friend from class invited me to go drinking for her going away party. She's moving to Austin, TX. She's an awesome girl and someone I've really enjoyed hanging out with during class. Her fete is somewhere in Logan Square that I've never been. All I can think is ugh, I feel so bloated, crampy and a mess....it's so cold...it's so far away...it's been days since I've spent time with Eric....ugh, like some whiny moron who I used to lambast, I have now become her....

I am lame.

I really don't want to go anywhere. I really don't want to do anything. I just want to eat and go to sleep. I just want to turn around, sit on the couch and watch Law & Order. What happened to me? I used to be so cool.

argh.