impysh78

I can't sleep. Ossaman is fast asleep and I was laying there playing video games but I got sick of loosing. Oh well.
So we didn't go out tonight. Instead we stayed home and watched movies and drank coffee. (Perhaps the reason I can't sleep.) We watched Radio. Ugh... I cried like a baby. I would've cried anyway but I think the fact that I work taking care of people with M.R. made me cry even harder. I just notice how people treated him and how wrong it was and that was some time ago. Even now when we take the ladys out people stare. Really no one says anything ever but some people do stare. If anyone was ever rude to them I'd probably loose my job because I'd end up a fighting Impysh and this is no joke. Most of the time I prefer looking at the mundane idiots I can run into from time to time as retarded and not the ladys at work. And did you know that it wasn't to terribly long ago that people w/ M.R. and various other aillments were institutionalized. Man what the world would miss out on if this were still going on today.

Anyway I'm gonna go see what everyone is doing then I'm climbing in bed with my sleeping man and counting sheep.