Work, etc.

Had a long day. Worked. Not sure what entirely I did there, except ... oh yeah.

Thought I was going to barf for a while. Spent a good eighteen minutes in the bathroom staring at the toilet, wondering if I was going to have to go home.

Didn't puke. Felt lousy, though. Took a mini-nap. Took one of my fifteen-minute breaks with dinner. Dinner with Motley and the other chick. Fun.

ohh my.

( Cut edited in 2002.12.04 for sanity reasons )

Lightsaber.

This is going to be a grouchy and depressing post. Grouchy and depressed.

( Cut edited in 2002.12.04 for sanity reasons )

if my emotional immune system were healthier I'd be rejoicing.

I'm not rejoicing. I'm sitting up at my computer, grumpier than hell, trying to think of Darkside, trying to keep an image of his face in my mind.

( Cut edited in 2002.12.04 for sanity reasons )

Shredded. Torn. No Darkside. I can't feel him in my head anymore.

Slumber Party

That's what it wound up being, with a lot of giggling and gossiping. Life stories were exchanged, and a good time was had by most, me halfway included.

I was reaching for Darkside with my mind, and half the time could only find Adam.

Midnight

Apparently I cried in my sleep last night. When Sabrina came over to comfort me and see what was the matter, I said, "I can't find him!" meaning Darkside.

When I did finally find him, apparently I said "I love you I love you I love you I love you."

...I thought I didn't cry over him anymore.

Restraining Order

teenagewitch now has a restraining order preventing her stalker from going to her house, going to her mother's school, and going to my apartment complex.

He can't be banned from Sabrina's school, because he works there and also attends school there, but he can be restrained from going near her.

Whee! This makes me exceptionally happy -- if he shows up on my doorstep, I have legal justification to call the police, and if he even thinks about coming inside, I have the full justification under the law to tell him to get the fuck out.

I might as well let the apartment complex manager know that there's some meanie who might attempt to be bothersome.

...of course, this possibly... gak.

Hope it doesn't piss him off so much that he does something really fucked-up.

This one's cute.

Take the What Should Your New Year's Resolution Be? Quiz