Well, it was mostly a…

Well, it was mostly a sucky day. Or more accurately, it was a fine day that turned out to have a sucky evening, which managed to not only ruin the day, but also any pleasure I might otherwise have taken in having finished a new story.

Conflict with a friend. Was a friend, anyway. I'm getting tired of trying to be friends.

I hate conflict. My stomach hurts, my head hurts, and I haven't even talked to this person yet. I sent e-mail. I've been trying not to cry for hours now. Maybe I should just give in.

I'll see Kevin tomorrow. That's something, anyway. I need a hug.