The night passed without any big drama, although it was not comfortable.
In some ways it was a pretty bad night, in some ways it was a pretty good night.
I dread the week that is coming. Granted, I dread every new day right now. But I try to trust. I really do. It is so hard, but I try.
Fuck. If I wanted to I could probably get laid tonight. Or at least get to make out. But I don't want that. I don't.
And I seem to have got a lot of new visitors. Strange. But maybe not.
Sunday, January 20, 2008
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