Monday, March 19, 2007
Bill's really trying to make things up to me but I feel very...whatever. I feel very cold and robotic. I don't know what this means (I usually think robots are k-rad but not in this sitch) but it can't mean anything good. But I can't really care about it right now. I wish I cared but I just don't. I'm tired of doing all the caring, all the making up, all the patching. This is not good.