Today was uneventful and full of silence. From the quiet walk out of Karma, to the minute bench conversation. Nothing was accomplished, and I think I just bored you until you decided it was time to leave. I had fun just being at Beau's house, but I think you were feeling awkward and left out on the walk there. I don't know, maybe our interests have changed. I don't see any real reason to update, but I thought I might as well to keep from seeing as though I've given up on sitDiary. Although sitDiary really isn't at all what it used to be, it's still something I hold dear. I feel as thought I might be dead, and I'm just the narrator to a play right now, I don't know why, but the way I am writing this makes me feel as though I am talking a bit slower than normal conversation, and quiet, but not a whisper, just something to pronounce the softness of it all. So many new people have come to sitDiary who don't understand what it's about, and they just put icons, and blabber about nothing special, which is what we are all doing here anyway, but most of the people who used to be on sitDiary were worth reading, and now mostly all you find are picture diaries with icons for entries, and people who are going on about how they didn't get the amazing shoes they wanted at the store, and that's all they write about. I don't know, but I miss the old sitDiary, how it was when I first came here. I think that is the reason I always get new diaries. I just want it to be how it was when I first got a sitDiary, and each time I make a new one, I am only hoping that things will be how they were at first; however, this might be running away from the problem, and that never fixes anything. love