A coworker asked me for a cigarette. I just had my last one. I told him that, but he probably thought I was lying. I wasn't. I would've given him one if I had one. Oh well. I have a week off of work, so I guess it's time to quit smoking. Take 2, action.
H is online. I'm too scared to say anything. I hate myself. I'd cry myself to sleep, but I'm not tired. I just ate a bunch, so I'm pretty full. I don't feel like watching girl cartoons or playing anything. [bleep] life.
Back from werk. Just (Accidentally typed [bleep] instead of just there. No idea why) found out that H is coming up here in January. Oh boy. I hope she asks me to visit. I need to talk to her before then@#%$#@$5 Damn it, I can't type tonight.