Therapeutic?

I'm healing. Slowly, to be sure. I have a doctor's appointment next week to have the stitches removed and to try another worthless antidepressant.

My back, surprisingly, has not been bothering me near as much as it had been in the past, which makes me silently wonder what was causing the flare up, and rather pleased that the absence of her using me has shown an improvement in it.

I still of course intend to go for home agent, it is something I've wanted for some time, and figure if it has been started at this point, and is this far along, why ruin it?

The last of Sarah's things have gone out with the garbage this morning. Including her pikachu stuffed animal, and a few pictures she neglected to grab... Not bad art work, I half considered keeping the near nude of her character Devon, and the shot of all her characters on a couch. Decided it would be much better to throw them out (almost burned em).

Through sources, I've been told that her and her lover are engaged to be wed, though she stays with Kristen outside of barrie right now. Now all they need to do is find the father of her child for her I.D. before she gets deported... I can say, in all seriousness, I've ceased to care. Out of sight, out of mind, and I figure, friday night gave me all that I needed from her in the end.

I'm at home now, in case you can't tell, with me putting the garbage out.

I realize, that in this particular case, I'm stuck as a form of recluse, as I can't leave the home without long sleeves, and taking a shower is a pain in the ass, since the stitches can't get wet (which even with plastic bags over my arms isn't fool proof).

As a final note, with no way to contact Sarah, and finding out that she changed all her login information on her WoW account, I'm forced to suffer the cancelling of my credit card and the arrival of a new.

Suppose that is one downside to purchasing game time for someone you expect to be with, that you don't take the information off the account, and it ends up costing $70 every three months.

I'll be cancelling the card within the week of course, as I've no doubts in the slightest that she'll ever speak to me, comment to this journal, message me, email me, or make any contact with me again. Not a complaint, merely an observation.

Ah well, back to reading my books, as it's about all I can do for the time being until Stargate SG-1 downloads.

Later,

Chris.