You know the drunk that got sober, but is more fun when he’s drunk? I think that’s me.
I mean. Not drunk. Depressed. I stay out of trouble when I’m depressed.
I’m desperately trying to put on the brakes as I speed towards hypomania.
What’s going through my head?
I love my husband.
I would really […]
I’ve been at a loss for words today. Nothing has happened. I’m not down. I’m not manic. I’m existing.
It was a long week. The weather was beautiful on Friday and cooler today. I left the office after confronting my boss about her behavior towards me. I asked […]
Good lord, does every freakin’ sitcom from the 80’s need their seasons put on DVD? Who the fuck is going to buy this shit? I can understand Alf, maybe. But do any of you really want to sit back and catch up on episodes of Family Ties, Facts of Life, and Charles […]
Gotta love Pearl Jam. I am alive.
After sleep (not great but it’ll do) and antibiotics I am feeling human again. The reaper left my bedside window and is headed up the block. I really shouldn’t say that. I live on a block with old people and there was a paramedic up […]
I have not dropped off of blog land for a day to be dramatic in regards to my last post. I mean, I’d even think I was being dramatic. I’m not. I have reasons.
For one, I am sick as hell. Going through another round of antibiotics.
Secondly, I stink of failure. […]
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