I think I'm supposed to write something now. What, exactly, I'm not sure.
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I had a very good evening.
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I'm sober, but I'm not really sure how I managed it. I had a Newcastle (11787) at lunch, then a Schlenkerla Marzen (6592) before dinner, then three bottles of Barley Island Barfly (286) and a bottle of Barley Island Dirty Helen (484). I should be shitfaced, but I'm perfectly fine. Weird.
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As I was driving home tonight, I saw a very bright shooting star, and I gave my wish to LaptopGirl. I hope she uses it wisely.
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Today I had lunch with HatGirl.
HatGirl!
Yay!
She's such a good person. One of the best.
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Sometimes I wish things weren't so lopsided. Because then I'd not only know exactly what to do, I'd actually be able to do it without it being weird.
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There's been this hole in my soul for a long time. During times like tonight, when that hole is filled, I feel like a real person for a while. And then there was another hole. One I didn't even know about, and a little kid snuck right in and filled that hole like it was never even there.
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Sometimes I can imagine myself being happy. It's nice, when I can do that.
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I think I'm tired. I won't know for sure, though, until I go to bed. I guess I'll try that now. Long day tomorrow.
