maxk

I'm depressed as hell.

Tomorrow I will be 49.

I had a date for tomorrow that was cancelled. I have no other plans. Most of my friends are in LA.

Mom is getting worse by the day.

I have this cold for what feels like three weeks. We kep infecting each other at work, like a round robin.

And I've been without Xanax for close to a week, because my Doctor could not find the time to call the Pharmacy--they could not read his handwriting! What a shock, huh? Imagine that. A doctor with poor handwriting. Now I'm the one who is suffering because of it.

BLOODY HELL! I pour my hear out and I don't get any comments back?

I know people are busy, but where the hell are my SG friends when I need them?