magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

i was going to write about how i was feeling jealous of aaron. his motivation. his successful looking long-term relationship. his current status as "prefect son" for all the work he's doing on my mom's new dining room while i sleep and watch too much tv.

it's that inferiority thing cropping up again. something about holidays can do that to people i guess. drag out the negative emotions.

but i'm not really feeling it all that acutely anymore.