Insomnia
Fuck. I can't sleep. I'm tired, but I can't get to sleep. Maddi's going to be grumpy tomorrow.
I think I'll just start cleaning out the garage. I'm moving from my room to the garage for more space. It probably won't be warm or comfortable...at all...at first. But hopefully I'll be able to adjust. My theory as to why I'm so disfunctional at my house is because I don't have any breathing space, so this will probably solve that problem.
I've been working a lot lately. Unfortunately I got really sick on Sunday, so I missed out on about $60. Bleh...oh well my own fault. Which was the case all night on Saturday and all morning Sunday. Ew...bad Maddi. Oh well, I was popular for a night and more. People are still talking about my extreme partying. I'll admit, I did party a little too hard. But hey, I'm alive.
Alive and trying to get a vehicle. Does anyone know if police autions are reliable? Because I think I'm going to try that.
*sigh*
What am I going to do with them? I'm holding too many people's feelings... And most of them aren't going to be very happy with whatever I decide to do or whatever happens. I'm being vague for a reason. I'd rather not explain online. But I wouldn't mind talking about it when someone asks, if anyone wishes to talk, I would be up for lunch/coffee.
I need to dance. Sober. Sober dancing. I think I'll do that at work. Caitlin: You and me. Host stand. Tomorrow. We dance.
I think I'll just start cleaning out the garage. I'm moving from my room to the garage for more space. It probably won't be warm or comfortable...at all...at first. But hopefully I'll be able to adjust. My theory as to why I'm so disfunctional at my house is because I don't have any breathing space, so this will probably solve that problem.
I've been working a lot lately. Unfortunately I got really sick on Sunday, so I missed out on about $60. Bleh...oh well my own fault. Which was the case all night on Saturday and all morning Sunday. Ew...bad Maddi. Oh well, I was popular for a night and more. People are still talking about my extreme partying. I'll admit, I did party a little too hard. But hey, I'm alive.
Alive and trying to get a vehicle. Does anyone know if police autions are reliable? Because I think I'm going to try that.
*sigh*
What am I going to do with them? I'm holding too many people's feelings... And most of them aren't going to be very happy with whatever I decide to do or whatever happens. I'm being vague for a reason. I'd rather not explain online. But I wouldn't mind talking about it when someone asks, if anyone wishes to talk, I would be up for lunch/coffee.
I need to dance. Sober. Sober dancing. I think I'll do that at work. Caitlin: You and me. Host stand. Tomorrow. We dance.