I swear to God, one mention of Oompa Loompas and that damn song is stuck in my head for like a week. I'm doomed. For at least the next few days.

E thinks we can be friends. I'm not sure how possible that is. Every time I talk to him I get mildly uncomfortable. It seems so weird, to be uncomfortable about being comfortable. What I mean is the discomfort that arrives along with talking to him is because I feel so comfortable around him. It doesn't help that the other night he told me that he doesn't think he'll ever be as happy as he was when we were first together. See, it's stuff like that. Don't say it, I should stop talking to him. The whole thing is so weird; I'm not attracted to him that way anymore, I just don't think I should feel so at ease around him. Whatever.

No, really. Whatever. To the Oompa frickin' Loompas too. Yeah.