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I'm feeling so good. Sitting here at my desk and writing away. Having fun.It was a very different story the other day.

I had a fight of sorts with BG. She looked at what I was writing and had a mental breakdown. Hokey Smokes, you'd have thought I murdered the Pope. I wanted to whack her so bad--she yelled and stomped off and then acted like I killed her real mother and had the nerve to cry. We didn't speak to each other for almost a whole day. I know that doesn't sound like much but for us, it's pretty bad to be that angry for so long.

and you know--I basically wanted to knock her out. I've told her and told her, this is my business, if she had private business, so did I. She's 19 and we don't have to share a brain anymore, y'know? I don't pretend to myself that she's out there pure as the driven snow, christ, I haven't lost my memory yet. But this incident let me know that maybe I shouldn't be as open about what I do...maybe I should hide. I hate to--I mean, I took my beautiful background down, I already edit my wallpapers because the girl gets upset at some of them. Shit--I had no idea how upset. *sigh*

what did I do wrong?