Points of fuck!
- Work. JUST NO.
- Lost my keys somewhere. I hope at work. I really hope it’s at work. That would be frustrating but doable. Goddamnit. And after a really crappy day at work…it’s just HUGELY frustrating. Stomach in knots and fists.
- I am still missing the RP guy. And while I know it was right, I am still feeling like I should be able to have both somehow and I can’t and so it somehow feels like a punishment. J. is exhausted by work by the time I get to talk to him and he so kindly stays up as much as he can do to talk to me…but, UGH. Antsy and needy. Today, right now, I am so capable of a particular type of story and there’s no one to read it.