*sigh*

I could go over everything that's happened in the last week, but I don't know if I could without at sounding much more upset, much more bitter, than I actually am. Long story short, I thought I had lost something precious, and I thought it was totally beyond my control, and my feelings were worthless, and my feelings were ice. I think I'm better now. I feel better, if for no reason other than TJ, Denny, Drew, and Ryan are all in town, and in such company nothing can topple my mood.

I've been writing a lot of my book lately. I've had some creativity to burn off and some passion to expel, though the latter is still lacking in my final product. Discussing writing with Mike has been helpful in the motivation area, and he gave some specific criticisms that helped me to clear up some of my own vague complaints, which was nice.

Brad and I are going to be making a magazine trench coat on Friday and Saturday I think, which should be fun. Friday morning we're shopping and Saturday morning we're going to the beach and then something's going on later that night. I wish I wanted to go so I could wish I could. I wish it hadn't been my idea, so I couldn't blame myself for the thing that I wish I wanted to go to but can't. No humor in He finds me in good humor but humor the He'd see sees good humor in me.

Laughter laced in quiet desperation. Explanation. Conclusion.

*sigh*

I haven't given up posting in this thing, but I can't think of anything for now. I just didn't want to leave that last post hanging around. Greg went through the effort of making a web page with the movie game, the link of which he posted twice and I just posted again, so I think I'd rather go back to seeing "Comment..." on the bottom of my posts than get my hopes up ;)

Thanks, everyone, for being my world.