It's been a while. Still slowly crawling upwards. I seem to get knocked back a lot. 1 day at a time and all that bullshit.
Turned another year older. Doesn't feel any different.
Twatwaffles started playing ball again. Nights spent at the ball park now. Practice, Practice, Practice.
Valentines Day was interesting. Loser made reservations at my favorite place. However, We were both sick so we boxed up dinner, Came home and went to bed.
I'm just pushing buttons at this point aren't I? Funny how you just type random shit.
I have to find my happy. It has to be around here somewhere.
Kinda sick and freakin tired of acting happy. Why can't someone just be miserable!
That should have been a question mark.
I did go to the Dr. He did give me some sleeping pills. That he only wants me to take 2-3 days a week. Well what the shitballs am I supposed to do the other days of the week?
Guess I'll just sit here and stare at my unfinished, YES STILL UN FUCKING FINISHED bathroom.And kitchen. And everything else. Because I guess our style is now "Trashy Chic".
It's almost 6am. Going to go make coffee.
Oh and, Titty Sprinkles.
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