Of everything. 

Of people, of bothersome things that seem to refuse to go away, of random stupid feelings, of everything. 

I want to go to sleep. I'm tired of waiting up for you. 

Maybe i'll just go to sleep and miss your call. And you can suck it. Not that it would really make any difference to you, or that you'd even really notice. *sigh* Sometimes, I wonder why I bother. 

Sometimes I wonder if I'm still bothering... at the rate I'm going, I'll be apathetic soon. Ugh. I hate apathetic people. And I'd really rather not hate myself... that seems a little too emo for me.

So tired. I got no sleep whatsoever last night- because I was wired on sugar. And just as I began to fall asleep at 6 o'clock this morning, the alarm clock went off, and the stupid children outside began screaming for their football games. So I got up. And went to cash checks at a closed bank. And walked through all of Staples to find that they did not sell what I needed. And didn't eat until 4:30. At least Jane went well, and at least it got taped. But so help me god, all I want to do is eat a gallon of ice cream and curl up in bed and watch Dexter and not come out for weeks on end.

But apparently, that's not a viable option.