Last post ever…

My co-founder and I set into motion this week a plan that will hopefully eliminate my need for this blog entirely: we're going to try working a schedule. 10 am to 7 pm, 7 days a week (with exceptions of course: Rosh Hashana, Mike Arrington's birthday, etc).

I stopped working at 7 today, and went to the gym, for the first time in months. My friends have all been telling me that since I started working on the startup I've become a skinny shadow of the stallion I once was. I'm developing body image problems, but that's a story for another time.

After the gym, however, I didn't know what to do. I actually had nothing to do. What do normal people do after work, if they aren't married, don't have kids, etc?

I genuinely don't know the answer. If anyone does, please tell me. I actually wanted to go back to work (my co-founder, I just found out, did). Instead, I sat on my couch and watched MTV's 8th and Ocean, a gripping reality TV series about two apartments of people trying to make it in the modeling industry. Most of their day seems to consist of sitting on the beach. Being a workaholic isn't starting to sound that bad anymore…