I should be using my free time at work to actually write something. Of course, I am more likely to be found mindlessly clicking around the Internet. Okay, let me update, in list form, on some things that have happened in the past six weeks or so

-I drunk dialed O-L-B to yell at him, for something vague involving photos

-I talked to Ohio, a good conversation

-I made out with Peace, who is a conservative Muslim and had never kissed a girl. He is 31. He gave as good as he got, which was followed by a freak out on his part about how he can’t do this. And then we made out some more on the subway, and in the Strand, and then he drove me home, and had another freak out, in which he told me how wonderful and awesome I am, but we come from two different worlds and he can’t do this, because it goes against everything he believes in. Me, being me, was drunk of course. I cried. Even though I basically knew this would happen. I am definitely going to Hell.

-I went to DC, stood out in the cold for many, many hours, and saw Obama get inaugurated. The mood in DC was very happy and joyous and I had a lot of fun

-I got very sick from standing out in the cold and slept a lot.

-The relapse exploded. The parents are now aware. Probably for the better since, um, I need help, clearly, but still not a conversation that was fun to have.

-O-L-B has a girlfriend and talks about her constantly on the Message Board of Note

-I finally admitted how angry/upset/whatever I am over O-L-B, because all my months of repressing it and pretending that I was okay, because I thought I was supposed to be okay, did me absolutely no good. Never doing that again.

-So now, I’m basically wallowing, eating chocolate (which I don’t even LIKE!) and listening to “The Heart Remains a Child” a lot.
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I woke up anxiety ridden because O-L-B and The Ex managed to weave their way into my dream

-I don’t want to get out of bed in the morning lately. I don’t know what that’s about.