I am down to exactly two weeks of summer left and even less time left to spend with Bridget. And the whole thing just really pisses me off because I just feel worn out and like I have neither the energy nor the motivation to deal with all of this shit. I don't want to have to pay attention to people going on and on about shit that I don't care about. I don't want to always have five million things that need to get done asap. I don't want to only come home to sleep. I don't want to have to read. I don't want to have to write. I don't want to have to think. I don't want to get back into my five hours of sleep chased by a pot of coffee routine. I really just don't want to have to put forth any effort. But I know I'll be happier once I'm there. I think this year instead of just hating summer, I managed to get sucked into the lull of doing absolutely nothing of importance and it's quiet and warm here and I think I'd just like to stay forever. But I figure that it should only take me a day or two to remember that the only place that I really belong is within the confines of the educational system. Yes, I am a nerd and I fucking love it.

I've also come to terms with the whole Bridget thing and so I'm really not worried about it anymore. It'll be . . . fine. Whatever. It doesn't really matter what happens because I know that there's never going to be a point in time where I absolutely hate her and frequently fantasize about inflicting physical harm. And the way I seem to deal with people, I think that's pretty good.

There's a small child screaming right now. And my head really fucking hurts. No, I didn't really miss them.

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