After I was all done freaking out, all we did all night was hold hands. That was nice.
My head has neglected to stop pounding. This is a source of intense discomfort.
I don't know why some people have such a problem saying no, but I guess that's why I tend to avoid asking for help. Sorry I brought it up.
If I could have any one moment to experience for eternity, it would be waking up without any obligations and knowing that I could go back to bed and it would be ok. That is my heaven. And such is the life of the unemployed.
Maybe I'll be a stripper.
one year ago today: nothin. two years ago today: "she likes the monkees!" and "i wish my brain would start working." three years ago today: nothin.