Feeling a bit down in general tonight. Should be cleaning and getting things accomplished (read: cleaning, doing something to make myself less obscenely obese), but I'm not. I come home and I sit in bed with my computer. That's my life. Pretty sad, huh. I guess my homage on facebook to the upcoming one year anniversary doesn't help, it just makes me all the more sad. Sure, he is missed, but it's more than that... most every song's lyrics just reminds me of how hurt I still am by the past.

Without research supporting the claim, I know you can die of a broken heart, I don't know how/why I didn't. I'm pretty sure it takes quite a few years off of you though. Maybe that's what happened to Pete too.

Everyone just seems to be so much "better at" life.