All By Myself...
Well, PS got a better offer, so, we did not have dinner. I told you that he was cheating on me. I knew it! I just woke from a little nap. I'm sitting here listening to the Indigo Girls. I love them. I haven't listened to them in years. It's nice.

I'm finding myself falling into my same depression that I was in about a year ago. I went back and read a few old entries. I was getting upset b/c it's been a year and I'm still depressed. I feel like I have no friends. I mean, I have PS, but we never really hang out unless he just happens to be here. I can't tell you how sick I am of just working, shopping, and going home. Day after day, it's the EXACT same thing. I feel as if I'm going through life in robot mode. I just want someone, anyone. I just want a "friend". I want someone to invite me to dinner, lunch, movies, flea market, SOMETHING!!! For the love of God, afterall, I'm the nicest fucking person that I know! People should want to be friends with me, right? Then, where in the hell are they right now at this very moment in time? You tell me!

I seriously go to work and then usually come straight home. I'm usually spending my free time on the computer or sleeping. As a matter of fact, I think that I'll take my sad ass there now.

Scoop the Poop, Fuck It!!!
  ¶ 8:11 PM