I have to say a quick thanks to both parties involved, for being understanding with me and forgiving my stupid actions.
So, yeah, I guess I'm happy. My eyes are puffy and sore from all the crying I've done today and nothing has really changed drastically to improve my mood, but things are looking up, oddly. Maybe watching Buffy helped. ^_^
I can't help it, I guess. Cheerful Buffy makes for Cheerful Heather. Weird how that works.
I'll leave with a Buffy quote-age, from "Earshot" when Buffy gets the ability to read minds:
XANDER: (thoughts) What am I gonna do? I think about sex all the time! Sex! Help! 4 times 5 is thirty. 5 times 6 is 32. Naked girls. Naked Women! Naked Buffy! Oh stop me!
BUFFY: God Xander! Is that all you think about?
XANDER: Actually... bye. (Xander runs from the library)