Excessive

Today was one of the worst days in a very long time. I think I actually disappeared for a bit, because hours went by without my knowledge. I'd check the clock and it would be an hour later than it should've been. Argh.. I'm meeelting.

Last night, Linzie came online at around 2:40 in the morning, and I remember clicking on that little box that pop-ups, saying shithead is online or whatever. I remember looking at the empty message box long enough for the display picture to download, and then I just closed it. Seconds later she sent me a message. Strange.. but these things happen to me all the time. She just wanted some tips on cooking tomatos for spagetthi, which I gave her. It's just saddening to be reminded that we'll never talk to each other the same again. I hate it. She's doing exactly what I always knew she'd do; she got herself together and is going to kings, exactly like she always said. Makes me proud in some way.

Today seems like a blink. I don't remember any of it... it seems to have lasted for maybe two minutes, and I'm not exagerating... that's what it feels like. I've decided the internet blows; it's so fucking boring. Everyone's blogs and/or journals are so depressing that I refuse to even go to read them, message boards are slow and mostly filled with idiots (except Godly Gods) and there's just nothing left for me online. On a side note, Sunday TV sucks.

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