bad bad bad bad bad bad
Computer fried on monday. Power supply dead. Maybe the mother board too. Dont know yet if the hard drives fried on top of it. All my work gone possibly. All of the Handfasting, all of the Wedding. My homework, my LIFE! Everything shot all to hell.
I have finally given up and made an appointment to Bert Nash. Too depressed. Wes is being a saint. But he just doesnt understand.
Neither do I. I should be happy... my birthdays coming. Bills are paid. Wes and I will be husband and wife in a month from today. I am about to get FMLA at work. But with all the pressure of work and school, I am ready to lay down and sleep until its over. I never talk to anyone. No one hangs out. Only people who call me is Wes, and occassionaly a telemarketer or my doctors. Oh, unless I am the cab of the day.
I dont know what I am doing for the ol birthday. Sleep? Wes is being secretive, but he confided in me that he may not be able to do a big birthday as planned since the computer fizzed from electic storm on monday. Oh well. Who cares.
Nothing ever goes right in these months. I keep thinking back to October of last year, after I met wes. I had a good mentality then, I was calm and collective.. I didnt freak out, nearly as much. I was loose and comfortable for the most part. I need to get there again, but how? Last year, prior to meeting wes, I was depressed, but I had great moments of relaxation, and focus. What do I need to do to get back there again?
Please, whatever hears me.. show me the way again.
LBJ
I have finally given up and made an appointment to Bert Nash. Too depressed. Wes is being a saint. But he just doesnt understand.
Neither do I. I should be happy... my birthdays coming. Bills are paid. Wes and I will be husband and wife in a month from today. I am about to get FMLA at work. But with all the pressure of work and school, I am ready to lay down and sleep until its over. I never talk to anyone. No one hangs out. Only people who call me is Wes, and occassionaly a telemarketer or my doctors. Oh, unless I am the cab of the day.
I dont know what I am doing for the ol birthday. Sleep? Wes is being secretive, but he confided in me that he may not be able to do a big birthday as planned since the computer fizzed from electic storm on monday. Oh well. Who cares.
Nothing ever goes right in these months. I keep thinking back to October of last year, after I met wes. I had a good mentality then, I was calm and collective.. I didnt freak out, nearly as much. I was loose and comfortable for the most part. I need to get there again, but how? Last year, prior to meeting wes, I was depressed, but I had great moments of relaxation, and focus. What do I need to do to get back there again?
Please, whatever hears me.. show me the way again.
LBJ