Jan 08, 2004 22:04
I'm at home...drinking wine...by myself. I need help. Because I hate wine. But I drink. Because otherwise I am really no fun at all. And not just to YOU anymore...to ME. I bore myself to death. I depress myself. Yesterday was cool because I worked out...and in turn felt sexy. Today...I'm sore...working out hurted.
Kate leaves soon. I'm gonna miss her. But then again...I'll be in Cali in about a week, myself.
Fuck it. Working out makes me feel good. The hurt I can bear with...the depression...I can't.
Tessa...I'll call you in a minute.
-Jacko-