Goddamnit.

I couldn't do it Oxie, and I don't know why. Maybe the timing was bad; I didn't really get a chance. Although I felt a distinct lack of courage as well. Whenever I tried to say it, something else came out. Something distinctly noncommittal and unattached. What the Hell? I was primed and ready, and it just fizzled the moment it was supposed to happen. The irony in this is huge as you can imagine. I just don't want to fuck things up, I guess. But I really need to get it out, before the moment is lost, you know? Oh well. There's always tomorrow.