Apr 14, 2003 10:42
There are times when people need the ability to go back in time in order to knock themselves out, tie themselves up and drag themselves, struggling, into a dark corner until the next morning when they've had the chance to sleep it off
I hate the fact that I almost have to apologize for the actions of a completely seperate person, for those words I read this morning and didn't remember writing sure as hell don't strike me as quite the way I try to maintain myself and my actions. Did I not live alone at the moment, I'd be seeking the person who broke into my room and maligned a friend in my name.
After reading the entry and being more than a little shocked at myself, I realize one thing. I am, indeed, a prick.