I usually post before midnight, my time, but tonight I'm a little late.

Why? Well, no reason. I was just doing other stuff, I guess, and didn't think to do this until it was a little past the usual time.

It's fine, I think.

I've been reading a lot of romance manga. Silly romance manga. I love it! It's like a drug, or how I imagine drugs to be, I guess. It's nice.

I spoke with a friend about it, some time ago, and she said that she preferred her romance in real life. That hurt, a little, actually. I don't think she meant it very seriously, though I do think she meant it. She certainly didn't mean to hurt me, though she probably did mean to poke fun at me a little. Is it weird to live vicariously through fictional characters? Maybe.

I wore jeans, today.