Jan 02, 2008 14:54
I hate that damned cow. He is a bastard. He was also, sadly, the only person I got to spend New Year's with. Nothing like an old acquaintance popping up at the most inopportune moment to start the year off right. I should have shot him right there. But I am, apparently, too much of a coward for that.
Any normal person would just tell me I have having a hallucination brought on by stress and liquor. And for any other person in the same situation, I would say that, too. However, Cernunnos is not a figment of my imagination. At least, I really hope he isn't. If he is, I am very much screwed.
Of course, I'm screwed anyway, so I have no idea what I am complaining about. I've been cheating on, in my own house and bed. By the one person I thought would never do that to me. Betrayed by the one person I trusted with my whole self. I guess that will teach me, won't it.
I'll never make that mistake. Old acquaintances be forgotten indeed. All of them. I'm done with people. And gods.
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