Oh, well, in that case, yeah. Read. Or find some DVD collection that you were going to watch and never got around to. I'd probably find some video game to play that I bought a year ago and never opened.

I'd recommend good books I've read recently, but, well, that would mean recommending The Blue Place and Stay by Nicola Griffith, which are damn good books, particularly the second, but if read against a backdrop of loneliness might just leave you a sobbing wreck. So, y'know, still recommended if you feel like seriously wallowing, but possibly not the best approach to take. (Stay is the best book I've read this year, though, and possibly in the last few years.)

I think I used to be able to flame the crap out of someone and then walk away feeling righteous and not give it a second thought. I'm not sure; it's hard to remember that stuff accurately. If I did, I sure can't do it any more. At this point, engaging in flamewars about something that I actually care about is a quick rush of emotional righteousness followed by feeling exhausted, depressed, and angry at myself for days afterwards as I try to figure out how to extricate myself from the situation again.

Damn empathy shit really screws you up inside.