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Tired. Lonely. Don't know why the latter. Wanna talk to Brad; talking to Nick, which is just as good, as both are good at helping figure out what the hell really thinking/feeling. Lack of pronouns confusing. Reverting to Bridget Jones-esque entries. Don't really care. Sentences... short... and incomplete. Losing all grip on the English language. Finding coherent thought nigh impossible.