and I still believe that I cannot be saved...

i'm on 2 hours of sleep. nearly called in sick again, but somehow i managed to make it to the office.

counseling session went well tuesday night. still don't know what's going to happen, but i was afraid it was all going to end tuesday night. i'm no religious man, but i'm praying. every time i see her, i'm reminded how much i miss her. wonder if she misses me. (cue sound: audience sniffling.)

i can't believe xmas is next week. probably means i'll be visited by the ghosts of xmas past, present and future soon. i dread that ghost of the future. he's the bitch of the lot...