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Oy what a week. I'm just now getting caught up with school. I'm happy...seeing as that I'm still ahead of those winners I call classmates. Yeah pay to be a fuckhead...take out a loan to be a fuckhead...or the infalible; use the governments money to be a fuckhead. Dorks.
I don't drink anymore, I indulge in retail/ebay therapy.(I stopped drinking when I was pregnant with Chloe, before actually like a month...she was at least 2 before I even tasted booze again...and darnit I only did it sporadically like twice a year butI still feel bad. B/C AA wants you to NEVER touch a drop again. FUCK YOU assholes. That's so unrealistic.
I bought some nice t-shirts today. I was all stoked about my purchases until my mom pointed out all of them but one were black. Yeah the ratio of black to not black...was 4 to 1. I like black...it's evil...like my SOUL!!! J/p. I still like them dammit.
Chloe went to the neurologist today. She's having some more tests ran next Friday. I hope these provide some clarity...
She has ran and played all day long and is now passed out on her gaudy daybed. Clothes still on.
John (her dad) moves here the 30th. I have to pick him up from the airport at like 7.
Aside from all the running around in circles and being plain exhausted...life is good.
I don't drink anymore, I indulge in retail/ebay therapy.(I stopped drinking when I was pregnant with Chloe, before actually like a month...she was at least 2 before I even tasted booze again...and darnit I only did it sporadically like twice a year butI still feel bad. B/C AA wants you to NEVER touch a drop again. FUCK YOU assholes. That's so unrealistic.
I bought some nice t-shirts today. I was all stoked about my purchases until my mom pointed out all of them but one were black. Yeah the ratio of black to not black...was 4 to 1. I like black...it's evil...like my SOUL!!! J/p. I still like them dammit.
Chloe went to the neurologist today. She's having some more tests ran next Friday. I hope these provide some clarity...
She has ran and played all day long and is now passed out on her gaudy daybed. Clothes still on.
John (her dad) moves here the 30th. I have to pick him up from the airport at like 7.
Aside from all the running around in circles and being plain exhausted...life is good.