I’ve got so much crap flying through my head right now I can’t put together a coherent thought.
I started taking my crazy pills last night. I haven’t told anyone about it. My family would make fun of me and after J’s reaction the other night, I don’t want to tell him either. I hope it helps.
It’s a beautiful day here in the south, I just wish I wasn’t at work. The boss man is a jerk and has a way of taking it out on everyone around him, especially me.
I really wish I had something funny and entertaining to share, but I’m just not in the entertaining sharing mood. Why the fuck am I doing this then???