God, that was a bad day.
Wake up, read most of a book. Fight with Ron. Write some Ad copy. Do all my filing. Cup of coffee. Another cup of coffee. Cook dinner. Watch Nip/Tuck and play Yahoo! Games until ten. Work out until eleven. On the phone with Ron until twelve, fight with Ron again, make up. Hang up and start crying. Stupid. Write Ron an apologetic email for being such an awful girlfriend. He calls, makes Everything Okay. Up until three trying to find friends and things to do in the area.

Pathetic.

I feel like I'm failing at this and I've just barely begun.
xo

RETREAT - ATTACK