Unhappy Friday.

I had an odd night last night. I'm hoping that severe truthfulness, spaz attacks about my keys, and lack of appetite are not side effects of my medication.

What the hell is wrong with me?? Il mio amore non è un giocattolo da giocare con!

I'm a little less confused about the men in my life, but no less confused about what to do about them. I feel bad for not wanting to do anything with Lee last night, but after the night I'd had, I really couldn't fathom going anywhere but home.

Mike possède un coeur doux. He let me spaz to him about my keys, and various other subjects including but not limited to: my confusion over males, Jer in general, my almost car wreck, and my lack of eating. I am lucky to have friends that really care about me and what is going on in my life.

Music: None
Mood: Wonky