Dear Sean (again),

I'm not sure why I slept with you. I looked back at the last letter I wrote you, about how if I met you today I wouldn't go for you, and that now I am more confident and am trying to be picky.... well, guess I slipped. Honestly, I'm in a rut, and I just don't really have my head on my shoulders right now...so I let that happen. I shouldn't have, yet I feel like I'll just let it happen again. And it weirds me out that I'm the only non-girlfriend you've ever slept with. I don't know what to do. And being with Angel, Matt, and the twins made me feel even more idiotic about everything. I had to sit there and laugh when they were making fun of you, and making fun of me for ever dating you... and then in the back of my mind all I could think about is how I spent the night with "that moron" just a few days ago. If the LAN party came first, I never would have put myself in that position with you...I think. I still think you're a decent guy, and I like that we're friends again and everything but shit...what was I thinking? And I know that's harsh, even mean but...I don't know. It's bothering me, and that sort of thing generally doesn't bother me. I don't know what to do.

Always,

Me