Schitzophrenia
I wish I could write an entry a day for the whole month of October!! I wish I could create for even half the month of October! All of my stuff is everywhere upstairs & I'm totally uncentered because of it (and other things). I sound like a tuberculosis case, my lungs sound like I'm trying to breath through cheesecloth dipped in cement. It's a struggle to walk more than 50 feet. But I feel better than I did. Of course, my appetite isn't affected. Ever. God no! I'd go to the hospital if that ever happened. Can't. Affect. The. Appetite!
October 17th. Same thing basically but a little better, healthwise anyway. Today (my one day off) I'm feeling a little sluggish and chilled for some damn reason, damn it!! Have I contracted Ebola? Ugh!!
I have to haul my moldy ass to the shower soon because I've signed up to work for 48 straight starting tomorrow morning at 9a. Hopefully it wont be too awfully bad? Kellen's b-day party is tomorrow at 1p. ("Eemaw! I'm having a Lightning MCQueen cake!") He's soooo cute. He talks so well that I don't understand what he's saying! I don't expect those words to come out of his mouth! "Eemaw! Hear the plane?" What, Kellen? "Hear it? Hear the plane, Eemaw?" What are you saying, Kellen? "You hear it, Eemaw? Up in the sky? Hear the plane?" he's pointing up at the sky. He was 3 on October 7th. And we'll see his little brother, Easton. Awwww! And that fucking cunt bitch Sheena, maybe if she decides to bless us with her fucking stupid presence. I've decided that I'm going to try to get near her boyfriend, Micheal who is cute and obviously clueless when it comes to women. No matter what, I'm going to try to get a good look at her... she's usually distant and doesn't say anything. Ah fuck, I'll probably be so busy with Craig and Mat and Mom!
October 17th. Same thing basically but a little better, healthwise anyway. Today (my one day off) I'm feeling a little sluggish and chilled for some damn reason, damn it!! Have I contracted Ebola? Ugh!!
I have to haul my moldy ass to the shower soon because I've signed up to work for 48 straight starting tomorrow morning at 9a. Hopefully it wont be too awfully bad? Kellen's b-day party is tomorrow at 1p. ("Eemaw! I'm having a Lightning MCQueen cake!") He's soooo cute. He talks so well that I don't understand what he's saying! I don't expect those words to come out of his mouth! "Eemaw! Hear the plane?" What, Kellen? "Hear it? Hear the plane, Eemaw?" What are you saying, Kellen? "You hear it, Eemaw? Up in the sky? Hear the plane?" he's pointing up at the sky. He was 3 on October 7th. And we'll see his little brother, Easton. Awwww! And that fucking cunt bitch Sheena, maybe if she decides to bless us with her fucking stupid presence. I've decided that I'm going to try to get near her boyfriend, Micheal who is cute and obviously clueless when it comes to women. No matter what, I'm going to try to get a good look at her... she's usually distant and doesn't say anything. Ah fuck, I'll probably be so busy with Craig and Mat and Mom!