livingin77

it's really numbing to realize that i'm probably never going to see him again. he left for oregon today. he'll be there in 3 days.

there's so much here to remind me of him.

i'm fucking retarded over this for some fucking reason. he and i got very close over the 6 weeks (or so) he was staying here. it was at least 6 weeks. it feels like it was only days.

he's my brother. my boy. and i'm going to miss him.

i may see richard sunday night, but i'm doubting it. jeremy is coming into town saturday, apparently.

joy does not overwhelm me. this means another 5 days of waiting for him to fall asleep so i don't have to deal with him trying to make out with me and/or get down my pants.

i'm in a weird mood. i want to scream. and then get drunk.