I felt so ill this morning, after not sleeping so well, and LJ, I kept the curls all day. There still in, although they're a fuzzy mess and half fallen out now. I didn't use any product soooo, my own fault.

After gardening, I took some books up to the used bookstore and sold them, and when I got home, I passed out for a solid three hours. Now I feel just sad, and lethargic, and I don't want to go anywhere, even though I'm meant to go to Helen's tonight. I just can't get on the bus.

Tonight is the wedding reception of a wedding that makes me feel bad. I was invited, but I declined. It's only 8:30, I've slept and now I don't know what to do with myself. I just want to go back to sleep and disappear for the night.

EEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYAGH. So angry and sad. This is ridiculous. Get over it for chrissakes! I just don't know how to except maybe time and distance. I wish he never came back from Halifax. I was happy for a while there, remember?