This is what happened yesterday.. mere blocks from where I work in Berkeley. At the same time, this was going on. On the drive back to work from lunch, we saw 3 squad cars and a bunch of police officers pressing a guy up against a fence apprehending him. This was a block from our work. It makes me nervous to walk out to my truck in the evenings..

Matt came by again in the evening last night.. he called at around 11:30pm asking if I would mind some company. I was already in bed at that point but I said it was alright.. although I was a bit worried.. what if my fears of becomming his booty call were true? Well, we would see.. he drove over and we watched the end of Mortal Kombat (on a side note, I remember how awesome that movie was when I saw it 7 years ago.. and last night it was kind of lame). Then we went to bed, talked.. and that was it..

At 9am I had a visit to my therapist.. each time I go I discover a little something about myself... He's very helpful in pinpointing exactly what my problem areas are.. what I am most sensitive about. We talked about my low self-image.. and no matter how accomplished I am I don't think I'm anything that special. Going to college, graduating in a degree in Biotechnology, having a prestigious job at a big pharmaceutical company (where I do things like work on my webpage, haha). I always feel these aren't good enough.. and that they're no big deal.. anyone can do it if they wanted to. Part of it is because I don't really feel like I worked hard to earn these things. Getting by has always been easy for me. It's recognizing what I've done as being special that is my problem. I have to learn to be happy with what I have..