poop.
This is the part in the romantic comedy where the girl gets suspicious and paranoid about the guy doing things behind her back when it turns out he was just trying to do something nice for her. Except she's an idiot and makes too big of a deal about it and ends up making him regret trying to do anything nice at all.
Good game, dumbass. Ugh.
In other news, Tuesday nights mean House (cane v. wheelchair) and Midnight Snacks so that's okay I guess.
Edit Did I mention remaining positive is really hard sometimes? I've been doing well, I need a break. Keeping myself from falling into my typical negativity is exhausting. It feels awful but it takes so much less effort to let myself wallow in my typical shit for a little.
Good game, dumbass. Ugh.
In other news, Tuesday nights mean House (cane v. wheelchair) and Midnight Snacks so that's okay I guess.
Edit Did I mention remaining positive is really hard sometimes? I've been doing well, I need a break. Keeping myself from falling into my typical negativity is exhausting. It feels awful but it takes so much less effort to let myself wallow in my typical shit for a little.