Yesterday when I got off work I was so exhausted and feeling sick that I came home and passed out. I woke up at 1 am and couldn't get back to sleep until 8 this morning. Then I had to be back at work at 1 pm. Weirdly, I'm feeling pretty good, now. I'll probably pass out again in a few hours but for now I'm not going to worry about it. Worry is for suckers. Me, I'm no sucker. Right now my desk is in the living room because my friend is moving in to my ex-office. It's weird having someone else around looking over my shoulder while I'm looking at this site. He wants to check out this site but I'm feeling selfish. Besides, he could then read how fucked up I've been feeling lately. Damn it... I'm not supposed to worrying. 
as for the boy, yes trying hard not to think about it at all. i dont think its working.