all in all, though, i think it was a fairly good club sandwich.

my, how i'm avoiding subjects.

it was a kind of rough weekend. i dont know if i can last with my job like this, without pissing a few people off at least.

ive been thinking a lot, which is a bit dangerous, because im about to push myself into deciding if i should even think that commitment is a choice.

she says i make her happy, and part of me cant believe that.

because it's me. of all people, it's me.

me, this half assed, quarter broken, shy, quiet, bad pun making, lazy kid.

i dont get it.

at all.