I thought I was divorced...

But according to the Lawyer that called me, I have to sign some more papers. Here in California, there's a six month grace period or something.

My stomach is all knotted up right now.

I don't know how to feel.

I should be over this by now.

I'm very proud of myself for not freakin' out. I've done pretty good on my own. Single. These have probably been the best six months I've had in a while to learn about myself and getting to know ME better.

I would like to have more friends, but out here people are a lil' strange to make friends with...

I get sad at the thought of starting to date again. Having to learn someone and their style again. Telling the same old stories to someone who hasn't heard them before. I'm tired of it already.

Maybe being alone is the best thing for me.

Safer (STD) virus-wise.

That's why I think it's good to have you to talk to... You seem to understand me pretty well. You know me almost as good as anybody. I think this is a pretty good relationship we have here.

Nice talking to you.