Mar 11, 2004 03:08
I've figured out what has made me feel sick and lose weight and not sleep. It's certain images that keep popping up in my head. They're not bad images. I'm a bad person for trying to forget them, even though I only want to temporarily.
I made a car appointment, cleaned this place up, I'm gonna catch up on paperwork and shit, I paid my bills, I'm getting my ass in gear and more active, too.
Lisa just called. Surprisingly to her I didn't have much to say, and one of the only things I said was no.
I hate saying no. I hate not having anything else to say, either, even though it feels like there's a fucking truck full of shit I just wanna scream.