I feel...

Bleagh.

A weird sort of grey area that I don't like.

I got an email from Mike yesterday.

Tyne comes into my room, waving her hands in a panic.

"No, no! Rosie's not supposed to cry! That's not the way it works!"

I was sitting in my room, on my bed, phone in my hand, crying.

"Tyne is the one that's supposed to be emotionally upset all the time! The Rosie's not supposed to cry!"

She went and got her box of Spiderman kleenex and make the picture I drew of Conrad dance in an imitation of what I did last time she was mad at me.

"Look at the Conrad! You can't be mad at the Conrad!"

I was still miserable for most of the day.

All of the day.

I'm still feeling pretty lousy.

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Rosie.

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