2001-08-14 Hm. I was offline because I didn't feel like talking to anyone/seeing anyone/hearing anyone/reading anyone. So I didn't. It was nice enough. I got half-way through 'Primary Colors', and consumed a large amount of cider (which, mixed with Zyprexa, may or may not be a good idea). Anyway, it was better than hanging around internet. Or usenet, for that matter. My father is supposed to come here tomorrow. I don't know what to say to him. I've never been a daddy's girl, I get better along with my mother. At least she's honest, to some degree, unlike my dad. My father rarely speaks of anything, he likes to keep things to himself, and somehow I can never get used to it. I always expect him to burst in flames or something. He has the capacity of being horribly angry at times. I've never seen a person that volatile. Ugh. Nothing much has changed. I'm less depressed today than I was yesterday. I guess that's something. This entry goes nowhere. I'd better stop before I start. |
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