zk/diary/2005-01-20-10:22:17.md

%title Beh. %date 2005-01-20 10:22:17 :diary:livejournal:fossils:

Some sort of funk. I crashed at about six thirty, and meant to wake up at midnight to see if I could catch some people online, but I got up at 2 instead. I lay there for half an hour or so thinking, before deciding that wasn't productive, so now I'm working with Floid again to get my transfer partition back.

I really need to stop thinking, all I end up doing is confusing myself. I keep getting stuck on trying to define what different people mean to me, and I have a hard time just letting it be. Oh well.