Well I came home from work and took a long nap. Texted back a friend I have known since elementary school. Was nice to catch up but I feel like I was trying to say what was going on w me without saying what was going on so I was kind of rambling. Ah well.

Anyway I am sitting here with a cat on my chair back and another cat on my lap. At least they still seem to like me. My ex bf has been texting me and calling me and I have stopped acting like things r ok. Maybe I'm being too honest- I told him i answered the phone but didn't feel like talking. I don't think he likes when I get like this. And then I think who the **** cares. Why am i pretending to be ok?! Out of evryvody he should get it but he doesn't bc he is a selfish prick which is why we r not a couple.

Anyway I was considering having a liquid dinner. It is st Patrick's day afterall. But drinking alone is just too sad. I just want my brain to shut the **** up and stop torturing me already. Ah well.