Monday, December 12, 2005
So I'm really pretty high right now, and I just got home. And I can't help but fall into my usual "just got home" routine of checking up on the boy via my harmless little online spying. I'm realizing that this may not be the best state for such a boy-centric activity, though. As crazy, irrational and paranoid as I usually am, this is far worse. The scenarios running though my head about where he is spending his time and what he is up to are just no good.