i feel blah. t is back at work now, i guess. we don't have an appointment until friday, though. i feel quite... blah. maybe a little 'i don't care i don't need you anyway'. feel... frustrated that he takes time off. frustrated with him. a little indignant. i'm not some toy you can take out and play with whenever you feel like and just walk away from whenever you feel like. except of course that i am. sigh. grumpy with you mr t.

i'm fragile. so fragile. he doesn't know how fragile i am. hes not allowed to push me 'cause i push myself. stoppit i say, you are hurting me.

so i shove him a little as he is walking away already. take that mr t... and now he is planning on walzing back on in and he will expect me to just be delighted he is back and pick up with the same level of intimacy we had before. don't think so mr t. i can shove you away from the front, too.

:-(

not happy.

blah.