9:38 a.m.||||2004-03-16

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Sometimes it's just hard to imagine, this is my life, and this is how I will be spinding forty hours of every week for a really really long time.

I'm a bit sullen.

Thanks for the bday wishes - I complain but it was all ok, really, mostly...

I do need more time to myself that I might never get again.

I have new pants.

I'm burdened over worrying about a friendship I thought was ok, thought was real, didn't take for granted, but didn't feel I had to overthink....to find things, um, what, not ok? Not defined. That's it. Sometimes it's good to have a human friend, in the flesh.. I'm tired of living in the extension of friendship I suspect I have but can't prove because we never...actually....interact.