Been a while.
Howdy to everyone that's not going to read this. I'm awake, I'm hot, I feel vaguely nauseas. I did a lot of crying tonight, because I've been tending back toward depression lately. My body is so freaking stressed out all the time, I think it's basically just mental fatigue. But I don't know. So I'm living in Queens now. I like it. It seems safe. My friend Kate just got kicked out of her residence in LA by the "friend" she was living with. I now think that I was an idiot ever to trust him. My other friend, who is Kate's ex, is still obsessed with her, and wants to help her. But I think he wants to help her a little too much, if you know what I mean. My girlfriend goes to a therapist to whom she does not tell anything that's really bothering her. I just interviewed for an asst. manager position at a gamestop wednesday. I don't know that I care about ever finishing school. Maybe I'm tired enough to sleep now.