dazzlerock | [filtered: private] When it rains...

It fucking pours.

I can barely fucking move after Keller's shitfit on friday, it hurts to even breathe. War's been an Angel (hahaha) brining me breakfast in bed, keeping me distracted with movies and . I can tell he's not keen on me hanging out with Keller after Friday's round of beat your buddy, and I'm starting to feel similarly.

All this over Rogue. I don't fucking get it, and I'm running low on my patience. Frankly, I think the girl needs to shape up and grow a fucking spine. Now, I don't know what happened, but Warren says he hasn't seen her around at all. She really shouldn't let some jerk get to her. And yes, I know that jerk is my best friend; still doesn't change the fact that he's a royal jerk.

Remy came up to ask if I was okay, we had a couple smokes and he apologized for things getting out of hand. He's a cool cat when he's not blowing things up, but then I'm sure the same has been said about me. It's curious: he says he hasn't done anything with Rogue, that Julian flew off the handle for no real reason. Could be bullshit but I don't really care, either way. Good riddance.

And John left. It sucks, but hopefully they can do something to help. I've got my fingers crossed for him.