I'm crazy! I'm juvenile! I'm reckless! And above all, I'm stupid. But, alas, I move on. I'm seeing an old ex today, to return her books that I've had for much longer than I should. It'll be nice to talk and then just have it all done and over with. I've been meaning to return her books to her since January, but weird shit came up back then, so it's been postponed for too long.