I am blessed by what I have been give. Honest. It's just that loving her is hard. I don't mind the work, per se, but the idea that she is just difficult to love.
I have to write in here more. Why? Just do. I realize that with Tracey gone, I have no one to talk to. Which, can be a little lonely, but, honest, it’s a good thing I don’t talk to her.
In further news, I found out how to spoof Caller ID. I wanted to see how that whole Paris Hilton thing was done, and wham. It's kinda weird, scary, and a definite security problem.