Bored and lonely at home

I don't know what's with me, its almost 3am election night, the last night of the three-day weekend---I'm not depressed, just plain bored. Aside from my office mates and my family (which include ofcourse my talkative and hyperactive son; zsazsa my beloved as you know she works on a different shift so not talking personally is not uncommon; and the brod inlaw and his family) I have no one to talk to and connect personally. Virtually however, it's just a recent thing. Before I used to chat via YM, ICQ and MSN and really made some connections. But these stopped nowadays. Friendster, it seems more like a poster screaming with photos and really a nasty payabangan over there, groups (both yahoo and msn, boring folks/topics out there). So right now, I thank this blogger. This little virtual space reserved just for me. Atleast whatever it is blogger seems to be a virtual friend, a pet.

I'm not the kind of man who gets lonely so easily. I can laugh at simple jokes, enjoy the simplest sound and movements in nature and mankind-derived ones, and daydream sometimes, turn on the TV, or just plain surfing the net. But now it's different. It seems something is amiss---friendshipwise, neighborwise, provincialwise, and before I forget, textwise-I'm on smart (the celphone network), but smart people I think are smart moneywise, nagtitipid, just like me.

Hobbies? Interests? Anything to combat boredom? I really am not into hobbies such as that elementary-school exalted art of philately. I'm interested of course in a lot of things, duh! Here's one: I'm quite busy contributing to wikipedia-the cebuano version. That's what I do to combat routine work. It's almost an addiction actually. Atleast that's my contribution to the whole wide world. But when I'm home, three days burnt me, notwithstanding going to SM North. Maybe I have to ride in a spaceship, do some extrasolar contact or just the plain rounding up the folks.

Well, they say love makes the world go round, with money as its fuel. I may have love, but I'm afraid I lack the fuel.