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We went to Bull's Bridge last night. Abby, Evan, Dustin, Robby, Jackie and I. This was after Kent Falls, which was boring. If it wasn't so cold and dark I would have jumped in at Bull's, but it was buggy and stuff instead. Jackie and I just watched the fireflies, talked about Southern and how much we've changed since Wamogo. The boys had an algae fight. Then Robby took us home.
I woke up this morning after a very strange dream in which I was sexually abused by my mother before going off to college, cheated on by Stacy like ten times in one dream, and peed on by Heleyna. I guess it's pretty obvious to my unconscious that my self-esteem has been going down, down, down.
So, I finished the mosaic for Stacy, but her response was 'lol' and 'I want chicken'. I guess I didn't expect much more than that, anyway, but I don't know what to do with it now, maybe I'll just put it up on my wall.
Or I'll just throw it out, but that's a waste of money, really.
So, another bad day.
This is the mosaic, a bad picture and without the grout:
I guess it isn't really all that nice looking. I'm really more sad about this than I should be. Maybe I should start drawing more cats. Nadia is sleeping a couple feet away, anyway.
Work later, then work early tomorrow, hiking with Jen, and dad is finally fixing my car.
I'm not happy.
I woke up this morning after a very strange dream in which I was sexually abused by my mother before going off to college, cheated on by Stacy like ten times in one dream, and peed on by Heleyna. I guess it's pretty obvious to my unconscious that my self-esteem has been going down, down, down.
So, I finished the mosaic for Stacy, but her response was 'lol' and 'I want chicken'. I guess I didn't expect much more than that, anyway, but I don't know what to do with it now, maybe I'll just put it up on my wall.
Or I'll just throw it out, but that's a waste of money, really.
So, another bad day.
This is the mosaic, a bad picture and without the grout:
I guess it isn't really all that nice looking. I'm really more sad about this than I should be. Maybe I should start drawing more cats. Nadia is sleeping a couple feet away, anyway.
Work later, then work early tomorrow, hiking with Jen, and dad is finally fixing my car.
I'm not happy.