I guess I should be really glad that my friends love me. I was feeling pretty lonely tonight, so I called Matt. Matt and I talked for a while about stuff that we have neglected for a while. We also had some drab theological talk about works/faith. And about how I am emotionally reserved with him. And how I hate myself.
I also talked to Al for a little on aim. I shared with her how I hate myself and use it to get people to pity me. Then I hate myself for doing that. Sweet cycle, huh? Anyway, I just used you to either bolster my opinion of myself or tear myself down. You pick.
After that ended, I put on OHIO, disc 2. very cathartic music. I was feeling a little down still… lying on the couch, face down because my back hurts, kind of in the dark… Then bobby imed me, and we talked for a while about our shared and individual plights.
I change tenses like pants.
Anyway, the point is, i have close friends. keep up the good work.
In other news, I am trying to crawl back to christianity. I gotta read that damn bible again. We’re through the chronicles of narnia, so… you know. I’ll tell you how it goes. If at all.