Sometimes I think too much. Then ... sometimes I don't think at all. Right now ... I'm in the first category. I'm thinking too much. Thinking about what's going on with Aaron. Blah. I have to finish typing up some report thing for Richie and email it to him. Mark went out to buy furniture. He wants an entertainment center in the living room. I think he's going to IKEA .... which totally sucks because I would've loved to go but I don't have the money. He said Target might be cheaper though. I'll see.

I've become obsessed wit Post-it's. Seriously. I find myself making little excuses just to scribble something on one and slap it on my wall. That can't be healthy. Later tonight I have to finish cleaning the code for a site I worked on. I keep putting it off. Mainly because it's not that messy. And ... because not many people will know I did it anyway and at this point ... I really couldn't care all that much. It'll give me something to do later. I'm thinking of going to see 'Joyride'. I really really want to see 'Mulholland Drive' but it's not playing near me yet. 'Joyride' might be good. I like Steve Zahn.

2:44:13 pm

Scrap that. Me questioning things with Aaron. Everything's been answered. .... Am I ... crying? ... Ok .. yah .. I am. And now this stupid song's playing. 'Passive Aggressive' by Placebo. Which is only making me feel shittier. I can't believe I'm crying, y'know. Actually ... I can't believe I was such an idiot to believe something was there. Between us. Such an idiot. Such an idiot to believe he was actually interested. He's been seeing this guy for 2 weeks. Two! I shouldn't be surprised. I really shouldn't.