So yeah, tonight ended up being awful, though it started off well. I shaved off most of the pad of a finger and it won't stop bleeding. A friend that I never see anymore popped into my restaurant and, though it started off pretty well, it ended with my being told that we could no longer be friends and sitting in someone's front yard sobbing about it while my friend (ex-friend?) walked away. After that I went to a friend's birthday party but was late because I'd been hanging with the other person and everyone had left already. On the bright side, I got about 20 miles in today and I figured out exactly how sad my meds will let me get. It's now 6am, the sun is coming up, and I'm going to bed.