Jesus, I'm tired.
I helped a friend move today.
Or, more accurately, a guy who I watched the Pats with yesterday was moving, and in the course of celebrating the win, I mistook that for friendship, and when he asked if anyone wanted to help I said "Yeah, sure!"
I am such a dumbass.
I guess I'm still lonely is all.
I wonder if it would be the worst thing in the world if the next time I transformed, I bit somebody. I mean, you know, just so I'd have somebody to hang out with.
I mean, Jeff was a dick, but, you know- at least he kinda knew what I was all about.
I'm going to bed.
My back hurts.