thank you, mary.

This life is odd. Is this the way it's always going to be: A few hours of happiness surrounded by a bunch of wierd, bad, draining, icky-time?

I'm not discontent, I suppose, but I don't wholly like it. Sigh. I hate having a long break looming ahead, because then you want to skip time. I don't like not wanting to live my life; skipping the less desireable bits to get to what I like.

Natural, I 'spose. But I don't like it.

It is too early.
I did not memorize my monologue.
I cannot care about that right now, but I want to.

Everything is ok, though. Last night was wonderful. Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful break from (to?) reality.

I wish all of you Evan's Tuesday Nights o' Happiness. God bless us, everyone!