woops

it is sunday morning at 1:33am; i am exhausted.
the obvious thing to do is blog.

my boyfriend just left. he was watching football and i was sleeping in his lap. prior to this i was watching a fat camp reality series with blake. my saturday nights have come to this?

i feel awful as of late. this is not exclusive to physical illness.

forgive me.
i do not want this blog to become a victim of my whiny self-criticism.
although i admit i find it much easier to narrate my thoughts to an electronic entity than effectively express myself to anyone with the capability to actually offer some sort of condolence.
i will refrain. tonight. goodnight.

P.S. this has been weighing on my mind recently:
Great people talk about ideas.
Average people talk about things.
Small people talk about other people.