so i totally woke up today in a shit mood, and three hours later, same shit. other than not setting my alarm and not waking when i wanted to, nothing has really happened. i got to work on time, or really i should say they didn't notice i was an hour late. and i had a great time last night. so i leave this mood to my dreams last night. the problem is i have no idea what went on. all i can remember is that sarah was in them all night long. so ya. fuck, i don't know.
at anyrate, i've been to the doctor this morning and i'm going to have to go to physical therp. three times a week. this is going to make my boss flip his lid; alot of missed work, and a great deal of money for him. so i get to deal with that aswell. so for now i'm going to hang at the house for a minute or two before going back to that bane of a job for the rest of this o' so great day.
maybe listening to cloud cult in this mood wasn't that good of an idea. now i'm just sad.
at anyrate, i've been to the doctor this morning and i'm going to have to go to physical therp. three times a week. this is going to make my boss flip his lid; alot of missed work, and a great deal of money for him. so i get to deal with that aswell. so for now i'm going to hang at the house for a minute or two before going back to that bane of a job for the rest of this o' so great day.
maybe listening to cloud cult in this mood wasn't that good of an idea. now i'm just sad.
what did you injure that you need physical therapy?
you prolly shouldn't listen to the cure or anything either.
chin up. tomorrow is another day.