Life is interesting. My shrine to the amazing wonderment known as Star Wars Has been officially set up, and visits may be made Monday-Friday, 10 am-4 pm. Life is s****y right now, but when is it not. The only good thing is that I saved $10 on the new Team Sleep record, which was lovingly packaged and sent to my care by none other than Maverick Records themselves.

I heart them.

Thursday, 12:02 am, May 19th, I will be in the theater watching the final episode in the epic saga of the Star Wars Universe. It will be highly enjyable. I expect to cry. This seems to be the second only-good thing going on in my life right now.

I don't quite know how to think of myself any longer. I have no hope left in my own personal being. I have placed no hope in my actions, that they will suffice until something better decides to stroll along my path. I don't know how to act with myself, and react to others to create healthy situations. I have the love of another, but that does one no good until they have the love of themself. And I'm afraid that I will lose the only love I have, for I will, most likely, never love myself. You cannot recieve love if you cannot give it. I hvae never experienced it in my being, therefore I cannot give, erego, none shall be recieved.

I hate this.