i'm pathetic.
what, do i expect that just because i miss scott, he's going to come home happy and friendly and acting like the nice older brother he never was? ... apparantly, i do.
and i'm always disappointed when he's not. so here i am, "drowning my sorrows in chocolate sauce", feeling sorry for myself and feeling completely rejected.
and you know what i've realized out of all this?
i need sleep. desperately. i'm tired and worn out and sleep is the only thing i can get that will make me feel better.