Ugh.  The sun has fully risen, and I'm just now penning my "before bed"

diary entry.  Oh well.  I'm not even really tired, but I have the feeling

I should get some sleep.  I was, earlier, around 2-4, but I somehow caught

a second wind before actually settling under the covers.  Then I found

Chris online, since he'd started work already (2hr time difference).  That

was fairly amusing.  I'm really looking forward to seeing him next

weekend.  Chris kicks ass. 

I forgot to mention in yesterday's entry that I had a deliciously yummy

(mmm, double positives) dinner at none other than Roscoe's Chicken and

Waffles.  A real heavy meal, but damn was it good!  I'm hooked.  Too bad

it's way over in Oakland.  The only way Tyler and I got there was to

borrow the Admin(istrative Computing) van, ostensibly to do "work."  

Boy, I really am (as I said to Tyler that same night) the "Bad Boy" of

Rescomp.  I guess it really isn't hard, considering my coworkers,

but...wow, I never thought of myself as so . . . what's the word?

something akin to 'hardcore,' but that isn't really it.

Hmm.  So I'm gonna be 21 in just over a month.  Sorta scary.  I still

don't see myself as 'growns up.'  I don't think others do either.  

I felt really shitty (quite spontaneously) earlier tonight, but it's gone

now.  Just didn't want to be around ANYONE at all.  Wanted to feel sorry

for myself and brood or sleep or something.  


never been here
never coming back
never wanna think about the things that happened today
wanna lay down
on the warm ground
i think i'm gonna need
a little time to myself




I'm glad it has passed.