I still feel terrible.
I don’t even think it’s the events of last week, more like the home truths which came with them. Whatever. Jon took me out to town today to cheer me up- got volume 1 of Transmetropolitan. It’s pretty cool, I read it before. Almost made me smile. That’s got to be saying something.
I’ve had more messages from people I kind of didn’t expect to care, which is nice. I suppose news travels fast with my mouthy friends. I’m used to it, I don’t mind at all. People are really nice when you let them be.
Really don’t want to go to uni tomorrow, but it’s important. Maybe it’ll take my mind off whatever shit’s going on around me for a day. That’d be lovely.