Acute lonliness struck me at precisely 12:47 last night. I wish i could do something about it. I took a ride today with the love of my life and I realized I am completely second, because "I love you, you're wonderful," doesn't sound the same coming from a girl.

bitching is absolutely futile, there's no point to anything. i may go to the west indies to search for a resolution. 7th day adventists and fields of rice beckon me home, home, home.