2003-08-14 - 10:44 a.m.
dear diary,
i'm trying to be peppy for you today but i'm not feeling yet. partly because i just woke up. partly because of yesterday's memorial. partly because i can't stop thinking about it.
mostly because i'm still sore. mostly because my right nipple keeps getting hard at random intervals. mostly because i can't stop thinking about a sad someone who is working right now instead of ditching to play with me. mostly because i had planned on going to the library and to the science station today but woke up sad and decided to sit around and read romance novels instead.
i only have four more days, including today, until i go back to work. the place that sucks the soul out of my eyeballs and all of the feeling out from my bellybutton.
i'm not really very good at grieving. you think you're ok and then out of nowhere some random spooled thought reminds you of someone and you're crying in the middle of breakfast.
but i did get laid last night.