Alright. So, already, this week doesn't seem like it is going to play out to be much of a success. Today was quasi-fun, but loneliness and the thought of becoming even MORE of an asshole have been running through my mind. Yet again, I get the feeling that not a single soul on this earth would give a rat's ass if I got hit by a truck (an eighteen-wheeler, no less). This feeling does not seem to recede as much anymore. It used to be that I would feel this way for possibly a week, then things would begin to get back to normal. But now, I feel this constantly. True, I do tend to try to keep things to myself, but lately, that has proven to be impossible to do.

Anyway, I may let you in on how the rest of the week goes later on into it. Hopefully, things will go better than expected. (Hey, maybe Women's Choir will cheer me up on Thursday.)