So what has it been since Nam that I've been on this thing.
At first this was like tharapy. Well the tharapy wore thin I suppose. Sometimes it's good to have someone give you an opinion now and then about your situations... but then other times the comments that are made aren't really what you want to hear.
I know I've been living in oddsville for the past 6 months, and as much as it pains me... it also works for me. I am stronger in a lot of ways, but a weak little pussy in other ways.
Currently I'm really pissed off because it smells like someone squirted a giant shit under my desk, but no matter how hard I search for the thing... there is no fucking turd.
COuld it be an alien invisible turd.
Doubt it!
None the less though it reaks. Yet I'm stuck to this screen and this key board tired as all hell. I've had about 3.5hrs of sleep over the last 2 days. That combined with almost quiting my job due to a huge fight with my boss led me to a stressful day.
I just woke up from a 30min nap (sometimes little glimpses of sleep are so cool). Now that I'm up I don't know what to do with myself.
My lung infection is driving me mad. But I don't want to take the time to go to the Doctor and get meds for it. I fear it's rapidly turning into something worse. Now my hearing is all out of whack and it feels like my right side weighs about 100lbs more then my left.
Maybe I should hit that doctor up.
I had fun last night, and I need to have more fun soon.
Looks like Friday is the next chance I have. Bunker... things get better because now Babyland will be playing. Ahhh Babyland.
Saturday I get the Oakley party. Should be good. At least it better be good or I'll be kinda pissed.
I'll be passing up the happiest place in So Cal for the party. Am I crazy?
Nah because sometimes the people you get to skip out with make it ohh so worth the while.
But bottom line is I love my friends.
I think right now without them I'd be in a world of hurt.
Odd though... my sis has been a pretty strong allie in my fights of late.
Who would have thunk it?
At first this was like tharapy. Well the tharapy wore thin I suppose. Sometimes it's good to have someone give you an opinion now and then about your situations... but then other times the comments that are made aren't really what you want to hear.
I know I've been living in oddsville for the past 6 months, and as much as it pains me... it also works for me. I am stronger in a lot of ways, but a weak little pussy in other ways.
Currently I'm really pissed off because it smells like someone squirted a giant shit under my desk, but no matter how hard I search for the thing... there is no fucking turd.
COuld it be an alien invisible turd.
Doubt it!
None the less though it reaks. Yet I'm stuck to this screen and this key board tired as all hell. I've had about 3.5hrs of sleep over the last 2 days. That combined with almost quiting my job due to a huge fight with my boss led me to a stressful day.
I just woke up from a 30min nap (sometimes little glimpses of sleep are so cool). Now that I'm up I don't know what to do with myself.
My lung infection is driving me mad. But I don't want to take the time to go to the Doctor and get meds for it. I fear it's rapidly turning into something worse. Now my hearing is all out of whack and it feels like my right side weighs about 100lbs more then my left.
Maybe I should hit that doctor up.
I had fun last night, and I need to have more fun soon.
Looks like Friday is the next chance I have. Bunker... things get better because now Babyland will be playing. Ahhh Babyland.
Saturday I get the Oakley party. Should be good. At least it better be good or I'll be kinda pissed.
I'll be passing up the happiest place in So Cal for the party. Am I crazy?
Nah because sometimes the people you get to skip out with make it ohh so worth the while.
But bottom line is I love my friends.
I think right now without them I'd be in a world of hurt.
Odd though... my sis has been a pretty strong allie in my fights of late.
Who would have thunk it?