December 8, 2004

Focus Danny. Focus. *sigh* It has been another week, as I expected. But I'm finally getting my strength back.
I lost SO much of it. Very strange. I would never have thought you could lose so much with simple inactivity.
Well, and the trauma of being so ill. It's hard for me to open a new jar of jam for goodness, sake! :P

Fleur's around but says she's going to have to leave next week. We both thought she'd be able to get away but
no go. It almost makes me nervous but I'll get through it. I hope I'm not "too" dependant on her. She's been
there for me so much I guess I've just grown used to her being there.

I'll focus on my art and those drawings of Johnathon's. Fleur's going to buy me a scanner before she leaves
town. She'll be gone two weeks, she says. I can handle that. She's also threatening to buy me a laptop. I told her
no, but I doubt my words will have an effect on her determination. And games. She's telling me I need to play
more games.

Fourteen days. *Grin* I think I know why she's doing this.

Distraction.

I am SO not a loner type of person, and yet I like my space. It's nice, I guess, just knowing that someone is
around or wil be there, even though they're not there right then. Is that weird? :P
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