12-14-03

Dang. I just erased an entry that spilled over in wallowing self-pity. It was too sad, too weenie, and too self-indulgent to share. Let's just say that it's chriskwasolikah, it's near my birthday, and I'm feeling a wee bit lonely.

Oh well, such is the lot of an intelligent woman . . . at least, that's what I'm telling myself today.

Wow, isn't that funny, yesterday I was all, hey being alone isn't the same as being lonely blah, blah, blah. What a difference a day makes, huh? I suppose I should be gentler with myself, or I was trying to talk myself into a brave front, or maybe it was a lot of different things. I don't know.

C'est la vie.

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