2006-05-03 - 10:29 p.m.
So far the only thing that makes me feel better is the thought that perhaps life is similar to a rhythm game. The little colored buttons come at me from offscreen and I have no idea where they come from, but they do, and I follow as best I can.
The socktopus Sandy gave me fell off the bed and I don't know where he went. I've taken to laying in bed with my headphones on, piling both comforters on top of me and pretending that someone is hugging me.
I wore a grey shirt.