Sighhhhhhhhhhhhhh............

I really will miss my Cajun boy, Andy, his intense eyes as he pitched.  Andy totally rules.  I can't believe he won't be a Yankee any longer.

 

In other news, I'm not the warden. I'm not, I"m not, I'm not.  I can't wait until my apartment is my own again.

sigh..............

I don't know, I'm very overwhelmed, very overwhelmed. I wouldn't mind if Jael went home and Michael stopped talking to me. Its way too dysfunctional for me. I wish I could be mellow.

Is suicide a coward's way out? Is it?