uncaringmachine

I'm tired. Boy oh boy am I tired. Home now. Assemblage 23 pounding through my speakers. Huge salad with a shredded chicken breast fills my stomach. Massage seat cover Christmas present soothes my sore back. Newly purchased bottle of lime flavored vodka sits on the kitchen table, along with Sprite, Cranberry juice, and Orange juice. These too will sooth my sore muscles tonight. Sometimes I just feel like saying the hell with it all and not moving from this couch for days at a time, but really, what would that accomplish? Have to get out there and live, boy. Nothing gets done by just sitting and thinking about it. Man, am I glad to be back on SG. I missed the ole girl.