Confessions of a Fugitive Mind
January 28, 2003
Compass Rose
I talked to Barbie tonight. I can't say it made me feel better, but it didn't make me feel any worse. It just turned me around a bit. It also made me realize that I need to take more serious steps toward help. This obviously isn't going to blow over, and the problem sure as hell isn't going away anytime soon (it's going to eat my food and beg favors until May), so I need to do something. And I need to do it now, before I lose another four months of my life.
Posted by criminal at January 28, 2003 11:12 PM