My friend CJ stayed up all night on the phone with me, I watched some MacGuyver, and I really feel like I’m going to be okay now, I guess.

I’d like to get more than three or four hours of sleep a night though. That would be nice.
I’m like a zombie.
Actually, I’m not really. I feel strangely alert.

This is the worst year ever.
And it’s probably only going to get harder.

Right now I’m waiting for Jei to come and pick me up. He stayed the night with his mother, of course, but the longer it takes the more he slept, so I’m hoping he’s out until two. He really needs it.