almost...but not quite

March 29, 2004 at 3:31 p.m.

Back again! Yay fun! Ok...maybe yay fun....alright...not really yay fun at all. More like, I'm incredibly bored and feel bad for neglecting my writing duties. So I'm updating here at work. Oh the joys. Right at the moment, I'm waiting on Jerrod to show up. He's bringing his long, hard homework assignment (what didja think I was gonna say? *raises eyebrow* pervert....) and a drink for me because I'm dying of thirst. Yes, literally....can't you see me withering away from the lack of liquid in my body? Or not...Yeah, whatever.

I know, I'm not really coherent right now. That sorta happens when one has basically nothing but disturbed sleep for more than a week. Recently, I've gotten about 3 hours of solid sleep before I start waking up at random intervals until I finally just get out of bed. This morning I was lucky enough to get 4...and then after another 3 or so hours of disturbed sleep, I found I had turned off my alarm clock and was, therefore, late to work. I slept through Calculus again. I'm not even bothering with it any more. I'll show up every now and then, but when it comes between getting sleep that I need or going to a class that I'm going to fail regardless....I'm all about the sleep.

Saturday I was very close to being extremely proud of and happy for Crystal. She was all prepared to break up with the ass she's been dating. The one that EVERYONE has seen is treating her like shit and has told her that she needs to dump him...even Jeremiah...the guy who NEVER shares a serious opinion. She had all the stuff he had either given her or left in the room with her and made it on to his hall.....only to end up spending the night there instead. I have to admit that I'm disappointed. Crystal can do so much better than Robbie. She's just too afraid of being alone. And it's really, really sad. I hope that one day the realization will smack her upside the head.

The one good thing that came out of it was that Jerrod was able to spend the night with me. I always love it when we're able to do that. It's just so nice to be able to hold him in my arms and vice versa without worrying about time. I wish we could do that more often. Perhaps later. Before I forget, I wrote another poem...This one is called Again, I Am Alone

Anyway...I think I'm going to run away now....I dunno...maybe I'll read or something....

Peace

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