I was also hoping to see Matthu, and of course as I was thinking that, he immediately walked in. He's a very strange boy. Everything that comes out of his mouth seems stranger than the thing before it. And perhaps the oddest thing about this is that he really reminds me of someone. It simply must be someone from Antioch. There's no other explanation.
In other random news,
Which is another sore subject du jour. I've been randomly weeping again. It prompted an oddly emotional email to Peezy (which is fine, as Peezy can be oddly emotional himself), but what's really been brewing is another one of my little missives to H.W.S.R.N. I can't keep going on like this. I feel so emotionally raw, and it just seems so neverending. When ... when? ... when am I going to be over this?
So I'm off to Quiet Storm to brunch and to ponder these things which I have set before you. Brunching companions are welcome. Advice is welcome.
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