so, I'm feeling rather partied out. I've been holed up at Squiddy's all weekend, and then I came home and left straight away for a hockey game. Too much, I'm afraid.
And, to top it all off, I feel pathetically sad. Not depressed. But pathetic. I don't much want to say why, but don't bother about it. I'll get over it. Probably sooner than I should. Oh well.
Well.....ok. I feel bad about Squid's parents, and about fixing too much attention on a certain Angel of Death. I really don't want to, but Squid-Child is right, he's the new thing around. Man, I hate that.
*strangled guttural sound* Man, Kimmy was right. I do only write posts when I'm depressed. And now I can't concentrate on this because I'm talking to the Squiddy-one. Oy vey. But don't lose hope yet! I shall in time conquer my idiotic tendencies.
-Midori
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