What doesn't kill me only makes me angrier.

My girlfriend and I broke up yesterday, and it wasn't a very pretty sight. It ended up being filled with anger rather than the ol' "Let's just be friends". I'd almost rather have that, as the way she broke up with me was possibly the worst way imaginable.

I'll never admit it to her, but at least I learned how to deal with big problems when we broke up. I feared when it first happened that I would immediately break down (Monday wasn't the best of days for me either, and that certainly didn't help), but my friends managed to help me through it and realise she wasn't worth losing sleep over. Amen to that.

But that's over now. No more of it.

Onto good news: I have started writing a novel, although I might change the topic altogether now. It was still good to just write and not have to worry about keeping it a certain length or following certain criteria.

I may have finally found a great car, and I'm going to look at it in about an hour, so I pray that goes well.

With any luck, my week is slowly starting to get better, and next week I have a full Courtesy Desk shift, so I look forward to that. That, and having more free time on my hands.

-Patrick