The Bitch Is Back... Well, Except For The Bitch Part
There's nothing like an e-mail from a buddy to lighten your load, that's for sure. My gal Liza's in the house! I love her so freaking much! She needs to get online so I can talk about my depressing lack of a love life! I'd have her babies, only I'm not the motherly type! And she really needs to come over and feed me candy. That is all.
And there's really not much else to say except, I'm sleepy, I'm cuddled up with my kitties and I'm not feeling at all lonely, because that's the kind of self-indulgent crap that gets me into trouble.
Also, a certain person on my friends list has this icon that has been sending me into seizures and yet leaving me oddly incapable of looking away. Not naming any names or anything. But I'm sending any future medical bills in her direction, is all I'm saying.
[Eh. And I'm sorry for being such a drama queen. Honestly. I usually am a reasonably cool-headed chick, but my emotions got the better of me and I went a little nuts for a few days. Trust me, it was better I went offline.]
And there's really not much else to say except, I'm sleepy, I'm cuddled up with my kitties and I'm not feeling at all lonely, because that's the kind of self-indulgent crap that gets me into trouble.
Also, a certain person on my friends list has this icon that has been sending me into seizures and yet leaving me oddly incapable of looking away. Not naming any names or anything. But I'm sending any future medical bills in her direction, is all I'm saying.
[Eh. And I'm sorry for being such a drama queen. Honestly. I usually am a reasonably cool-headed chick, but my emotions got the better of me and I went a little nuts for a few days. Trust me, it was better I went offline.]