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Having been away from my/any computer for the past several days, all I can say is: OH GOD, MY EYES. HOW DO PEOPLE STARE AT THESE THINGS ALL DAY? HOW DID I DO IT WHEN I WAS IN SCHOOL? JESUS CHRIST.
There is a carpenter in my yard right now. I think he's talking about windows or siding or something.
I think randomly feeling nauseous last night even though it had been something like an hour since I took my last drink was a cue that I should probably knock it off for a few days.
The first two fingertips on my right hand definitely have small cracks in them which hurt when they touch anything. All I can really think to do is keep using the good Gold Bond Medicated lotion. If there's no sign of improvement, I may take Birdie's advice and soak my fucking hand in Vaseline overnight. It sounds unpleasant, but from what she told me her hands were cracked to shit and it worked like a charm. NOT COOL, FINGERS.
That steak was goddamn amazing.
Throwing up at 4 in the morning even though I felt fine when I went to bed Saturday night? NOT AMAZING. REALLY VERY UNPLEASANT.
Drunken karaoke-ing "Total Eclipse of the Heart"? It's a dream come true that I never knew I had. I wish I could honestly sing.
CHOCOLATE SUNDAE IS A STUD.
Angry drunk texting followed by anger, avoidance, passive aggressive bullshit, more anger, self-loathing depression and finally resolution.
Showering in a stranger's house and STILL couldn't get any water pressure.
Slowly dying cat! All skin and bones and hair.
- "You're dumb."
"I. Am. Not. DRUNK! I'm not hammered. (gentlest slap ever, falsetto voice)DICK!"
- "Fucking handkerchiefs!"
- "Take the plate. Just take it. Just take. The plate."
There is a carpenter in my yard right now. I think he's talking about windows or siding or something.
I think randomly feeling nauseous last night even though it had been something like an hour since I took my last drink was a cue that I should probably knock it off for a few days.
The first two fingertips on my right hand definitely have small cracks in them which hurt when they touch anything. All I can really think to do is keep using the good Gold Bond Medicated lotion. If there's no sign of improvement, I may take Birdie's advice and soak my fucking hand in Vaseline overnight. It sounds unpleasant, but from what she told me her hands were cracked to shit and it worked like a charm. NOT COOL, FINGERS.
That steak was goddamn amazing.
Throwing up at 4 in the morning even though I felt fine when I went to bed Saturday night? NOT AMAZING. REALLY VERY UNPLEASANT.
Drunken karaoke-ing "Total Eclipse of the Heart"? It's a dream come true that I never knew I had. I wish I could honestly sing.
CHOCOLATE SUNDAE IS A STUD.
Angry drunk texting followed by anger, avoidance, passive aggressive bullshit, more anger, self-loathing depression and finally resolution.
Showering in a stranger's house and STILL couldn't get any water pressure.
Slowly dying cat! All skin and bones and hair.
- "You're dumb."
"I. Am. Not. DRUNK! I'm not hammered. (gentlest slap ever, falsetto voice)DICK!"
- "Fucking handkerchiefs!"
- "Take the plate. Just take it. Just take. The plate."