A repost of a web-diary that predated the term blog - as previous hosting is disappearing it can now go here.
24 October 1998 - 29 July 1999 originally published on geocties.
August 1999 - 2012 originally published on ihug.
Disclaimer
Though a "Diary" my online diary is a work of FICTION.It may at times strongly reflect actual events of my life, often how I honestly perceived them and display my genuine reactions. But not always and everything contained within should be treated as a fiction.
This is also a personal diary, so by reading it you are violating my privacy. And as it is a personal diary you are not allowed to hold anything you read in it against me, as you shouldn't have been reading it anyway.
Also, this diary is not to be read by anyone who has gone out with me, would like to go out with me in the future, or suspects I may like to go out with them.
Wednesday, 25 September 2019
Stupidity
I got there in time. And remember almost noting of the class. My brain is just not braining today.
I also texted Shitlord. Rather a lot. A lot a lot. Because I am a giant moron.
He sent back vague apologies and by saying everything was his fault.
But he sensibly avoids any answers to things that might be disprovable, or anything that would actually inform me about what actually happened in any way.
I want to believe that he is trying to spare my feelings - as much as that is far too late. But the nagging thought is just that he wants to keep me vaguely compliant and not informed enough to know if I am being gamed again.
Midget took me out to a cafe this afternoon. I vented a lot and she encouraged me to delete Shitlord from my phone and sever all contact. I probably should, but I just can't bring myself to do it.
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