skoosh

Remember the movie where the blonde bombshell is in the shower and a roach falls on her head and she goes around screaming and knocking things over?

That was me yesterday morning. And the day just got worse from there.

It's 3:50am right now Saturday and I just took another swig of nyquil. That stuff tastes like ass. My mom's birthday is today so I'm going to try not to unload on her everything in my mind.

People, I'm a loon. But a nice loon. The problem I am having is people only see what's on the outside, then when they get to know me they all of a sudden feel misinformed. I guess that's the right word.

Fuck, I don't know, and I've had way too much nyquil.