Here I sit like some loser waiting for another loser to get online. He got on again, Pat. He got on, I took the chance and IMED him and he got right back offline. So I am slightly guessing that maybe he does not want to chat with me. That's fine, but at least tell me. I am giving up my crush on him. It has dawned on me that I am simply wasting my time becoming fixated on someone I barely know. So it's over. I started the crush and I can end it. I guess I am just getting sick of being alone all the time. I've never been with anyone. I'm like this a-sexual being. I don't feel bad I guess. I would feel better if my tooth felt better. The throbbing has stopped for now. But it will return and I will again miss out on precious hours of sleep tonight. Class at 9 a.m. tomorrow. I'll be lucky if I make it through tomorrow without flipping out. I know my tooth is going to hurt like hell. I can feel it already. Relentless. This weekend was definitely not one of my best. It was the opposite. Probably my worst yet. I seen Dani on Friday. We chilled, talked, laughed, smoked, and parted ways. She called today. She told me about her new home. They move a lot. They don't pay bills too often. It's a trailor. I am noticing a trend with my family and trailors. Not that there's anything wrong with that, but it's weird. I blew her off today. I think I would blow anyone off today. I am in pain. I have been ill. I am falling apart. If I was a horse I would be an Elmers glue stick by now. So forget the following for my thoughts: Pat. Keith. Dani. Classes. Working out. Stress. Eating. Smiling. Crushing. Learning. Reading. I am done for now.