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May 27, 2007 12:55

So much to do, so little time, and still I cant bring myself to move. I even delay in my typing as I take pauses to drag from my cancer stick.

There was an original plan for the day, but seeing the people involved in the making of this plan there was also preperation on my part from straying far from the plan if not completly.

I don't feel well so this may be good, though I'd like to go see a movie and then bar hopping with my ex and his best friend. No sarcasm there honest, I'm serious about that. But I havent felt right since monday, and my stomach revolted against me last night.

So I have to make calls to set plans straight, wake people up, be the general captain to make sure ship sets sail and we make port before the wind changes direction.

Three hours of 'sleep' though, and sleeping on a drug is never sleep now is it... you're not rested, you're more than likely more tired when you open your eyes.

Sometimes I ask myself why, but that's for another entry.
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