wha.

Oct 20, 2005 23:22

i don't really want to say anything. i'm just hoping that if i do this enough times, maybe i will start journalling(sp?) again.

i am really sick right now. i haven't slept since sunday. at least not more than a couple of hours. i am entering that strange and sometimes wonderful world of sleep deprivation. luckily for me, my job involves me driving for several hours a day. so i should be dead by the end of the week. he.

i keep having dreams about autopsies and serial killers. too many cold case files and nip/tuck? fuck that.

i had a pretty sorry breakdown today.

do you ever think that maybe you did die, and this IS the afterlife? specifically the "fiery" place. oh good, i was afraid it was only me.

this bitch with a west indies accent has been calling me. she wants my checking account number. so that they can deposit a "government grant" of $6000. ha. anyway, i laughed at her and hung up. she called back and left me a sweet message. "dohn't ya ever fah-king hang the phone up on me." creepy shit. i looked up their number on line and it turns out they have successfully scammed a lot of people. so very sad and fucked up.

i'm going to try to sleep again. but i'm not holding my breath.
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