He agrees with me that there is something still there, something more than just two people who know each other.

I'm still not getting my hopes up, but it just seems to hurt less. It doesn't feel like someone died anymore.

I know that people hate to read this schmaltzy stuff in diaries, but their real purpose is to help us put into words what we're feeling and in the same breath help us organize those feelings into something we can deal with and understand. So get over it, I'll be funny again someday soon. (insert big wet Bugs Bunny kiss here)

I am eating sour cream and onion ripple chips. DAMN they rock like the stone age. I'm going to run tonight to bust out some of the bad shit in my heart. I'll feel better for it I'm sure.

Thanks for the love guys, talk to you later..