You know, there are few things in life that can prepare you for a fight or breakup with someone you love.  In fact, I'm not sure that there is anything that you can do to prepare.  Most of what you do is damage control.  And wait.

Most of my damage control is done in the form of crouching in a corner of my room and coming out only to choke down something to eat, and make sure I don't stink.

This time I tried a new tactic.  Talking about it.  And I realized that the worst thing I can do in this sort of situation is live inside my head.  It makes the loneliness much worse, and, suprisingly enough, people care about me and want to help me.

So, combined with Nat King Cole, Bryan Adams and all the other singers that can put to music the hole that's in my heart, I think my friends and I will get through this.

I was talking to a friend last night and mentioned that my first impression is to become a crazy stalker ex-girlfriend.  In fact, I think that the phrase I used went, "I want to live in his oven just so that when he opens it he can see me and won't forget about me."  Maybe an oven is a little extreme, but I think you can see the point.  My friends can keep me from doing extremely crazy or stupid things like sleeping in his oven or doorstep.

Well, it's time to work some more.  Here's to a week of struggles.