schrodawg

Whooo, on a friend's PC.
Today has been shit.
Utter shit.
It's an up and down day.
With extremes in both ends.
And these days scare me.
Because when this happens.
A super extreme low always follows.
And I sink below the line of 'depression' (according to my doc).
And I'm afraid of those.
Because they're dangerous.
I feel manic.
And happy.
Which means I'm at high.
And this is how I get.
At least I can recognize it.
I wish there was someone to talk to sometimes.
Maybe the booze will help.
Maybe they'll make things worse.
I guess it doesn't matter at this point.
Off to the pub.
I hope someone's there when I reach the great below.

P.S. We made a great comeback in the football game and ended up winning. Go 'Noles!