After Working 24 Hours of 32

Last night I smoked 3/4 a pack of cigarettes. Yeah... yay me. I guess what happened on Friday night, and then working so much over the weekend and not getting enough sleep kind of did me in. However, it did feel wonderful to not have any plans last night and to just be able to do as I pleased. No pressure coming from any direction.

Can't say I have much more to say. I keep telling the story of Friday night. I really believe I'm just trying to work it out in my head. And I did hear from him today. He wanted to know what I'm thinking. I told him (basically) friends, yes. More than friends, no. And he also said he has no emotional or psych issues. For some reason, I don't believe him... hmm...