| Current mood: |  crotchety |
| Entry tags: | rl |
Gah.
And that makes a third person who will apparently only communicate with me through an intermediary. And one I don't trust in the least, too.
Temptation to move somewhere to get away from this shit: rising. Will probably become unbearable if Boy winds up doing that. *mutters incoherently into her coffee*
At least I managed to sleep decently last night. Yesterday wasn't too bad; spent a lot of it contemplating how awesome my job is. (Which probably means the universe will take that away too. Bitch.)
Will probably be getting baptized this Sunday. In the meantime, time keeps crawling away. Or I keep crawling through it. One of the two. Either way, whole lot of crawling going on.
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