Salute!
I'm still awake. Today might suck. Or it might not. Last night I managed to make PJ feel good about himself. I didn't really do anything special, I'm just that damn awesome. I should say something. Maybe reveal to the world what all has happened in the last two or three weeks. Or however long it's been. Time doesn't really seem to make much sense to me right now. Shitty sleep will do that to a person. It'd be nice to fall asleep next to someone again. Not that I expect that would fix my problems, but it would give me a reason to lay in bed atleast.