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June 18, 2005:

My friend died, I think, because he didn't want to live without his wife.

Now compare that loyalty to what-the-fuck's-her-name.

Such a petty impulse on my part. Symptom of the Worm of Evil, perhaps, that gnaws within all souls. Yet I have to wonder how my life would have been different if I'd known back then what I've learned since.

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