sidspencer

i was slam-dancing on the installshield project today instead of actually learning a damn thing the right way and ended up lacerating out a full day's worth of worrying into three hours [horus]. i couldn't sleep last night and i can't sleep tonight and i couldn't sleep the night before last night and it's all for the same damn reason called "the interweb" and also sometimes called "GOD DAMMIT" but often discussed as "i can't look at more buttocks" but really communicated easily as "i'm not over her, but being with her doesn't work, but she goes all 'NOoooOOOooOooOOoOoOoOooOoOOoOOOOOO' when i say i gotta not see her for e^0.2 years without freaking out about everything that i'm already freaking out about and still will and am and boogery-honeybear yak feet ferengi."

BLEH! SAVE ME! surely SOMEONE will go drink heavily with me friday 20030124?