Charlotte sometimes

Christ- I miss my best friend.

I have this odd feeling that everything’s about to change, and I’m not sure why.

So back when I was with Scott, I used to get so pissed off about the whole Mary Pat in our faces all the time gig. I mean, you probably wouldn’t have been able to tell I felt that way; I even kind of liked her on some level, but there are a couple times where I can recall being pretty disenchanted with her existence. I can remember being curled up on the couch with a book and a glass of wine one afternoon, and old MP barging into the house unannounced, behind Sean. Can’t really call that out, right? I mean, seeing as Sean was her child and whatnot, and she was there to help him with a school project. Don’t get me wrong, though—I’m no pushover. Scott and I had a very loud discussion about it later that evening. If you guessed I was the louder one of the two of us, you’d be right. I can be a bitch as much as the next girl.

Anyhow, I don’t know what it is about tonight… I had a great time with everyone at S & S earlier. I’m just in a funk. Something’s wrong. I don’t know what. But the thing that really sucks is that I don’t have anyone to talk to about it. Keith does a fantastic job of being a best friend to me. But he’s at the Bandits game, and as good as he does, he will never be Ria. And I haven’t had any Ria time in a while. Maybe it’s just getting older. I guess everyone loses touch, at least for a minute, right?
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