Had a great talk with Lisa tonight. I'm glad she's happy, and has moved on from Matt. He's a turd. But it makes me jealous that she found someone (relatively) soon after, and I don't even have one smidge of anything. And the one thing I may have had a chance at, I totally fucked it up. And I don't like that feeling at all, but I don't think there's a lot I can do about it. Poo on me being sad and lonely. It'll get better; it can't get any worse.