Every single time I see my mom she finds some new way to insult me... Yesterday I saw her after work and she started going on about how I look "gaunt"... I guess it's out of love but there probably would've been a nicer way to say something than a lecture about how I'm no longer attractive. To be honest, I think I look better than I ever have. People think it's weird that I don't want much social interaction but I entertain myself more than anyone else ever has. I certainly attract myself more than anyone else ever has. I don't know how to describe it without sounding pyschotic but sometimes when I look in the mirror it's like there's more than just me there. Or maybe more like there is both I and me, and we're in love. Hmmm... I'm starting to remind myself too much of buffalo Bill from The Silence of the Lambs, I need to go take a walk or something.