December 13th, 2006

fire

wednesday. she's still dead.

didn't go over to sf last night, though i probably should have. they moved the meeting place to somewhere in potrero and i just did not feel like i had enough of my wits about me to drive over the bridge. but i should have. today i feel weak and numb. and tired. i slept some but not deeply, it was there tugging at me all night.

i hope that i can connect with some of her other friends, i think i need to do that. and i need to sleep more, hopefully i'll be able to tonight. sleeping can be tough for me even at the best of times. i need a magic wand.

for now, i have to go cut stuff out, we have a sale coming up on sunday that we need to make stuff for.

ugh.