*plunks hands on keys*
well...I guess I'm gonna go lay down with Eric. He came over, and I know something's wrong..but not only will he not tell me, he's hardly looked at me since he got here. So...I finally got frusted and left to collect myself. I keep telling myself it's not my place to know every detail of his life...but because he's not looking at me I keep thinking it's me..which is getting me distraut. So I left to get myself together and face whatever it is. So I think I'll go lay down with him...patience is not my thing...*sigh*..but I guess he'll tell me eventually. And if it is me? Will I be able to handle it? Probably not. My eyes are so heavy..I guess other things are worse..I haven't slept in several days-and yet, this I worry about. Phht.