October 19, 2002 :: 5:17 p.m.
I am not the very model of a modern major general
Slept until 11:30. Showered. Had brunch. Watched
The Shining. Slammed my door so hard that the magnets on my dry erase board popped off and landed in the hallway.
Normal day, in all.
I am so far from being in a pleasant mood that I should really just go the fuck to sleep and spare everyone. Not that there's anyone here to spare. Adam is off practicing with Bridgeway, which, you know, is cool. Except for the fact that I'm probably the only girlfriend who wasn't invited to attend, as per usual. Because apparently I'm not at all suitable enough to take out in public. God forbid anyone see me.
Why yes, I am being quite a bitch right now. Sorry, I can't help it. It's sort of a natural reaction when you feel like the person you care about the most in the world doesn't really reciprocate the feeling all that much and may even be a little, oh, ashamed or perhaps embarrassed to be with you.
I'm going to watch Buffy. Give me a ring and let me know when things are going to stop sucking, because hey, I'm really interested.
back & forth
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