it has come to my attention that i am what i hate. a jealous bastard. literally. i worry too much. way way too much. i've realized that recently. its going to be the death of me. stress, it ages the people it gets to, and its aging me just as much. to be s worried, so paranoid cant be healthy. i think i might try to get into therapy. this has to be fixed. and self-hypnosis may help for an hour or two, but the problems always come back... jealous freak. ugh.
but vegas was nice... have a newpuppy... now i dont have nthyhing to say.
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