I did it

I went to the party. It was so awkward and we both pretended we didn't exist. I felt his eyes on me and it made my stomach ache and urch. After a few beers I gave him a quick "hey howareya" as we passed in the hallway. I need to let go and move on but it is so hard. I don't know why I let myself go the way I do.

At least I know I looked hot. I woke up next to Dylan with the name "Will" written on my hand. The most productive thing I've done all day was take a bath and make a grilled cheese sandwich. I finally have TV and internet YAY!

I am hoping that tomorrow I can convince myself to do a massive cleaning of the apartment. Perhaps I will reward myself with a new purchase of some sort.