May 04, 2009 12:35
I'm tired of it. Really tired of it.
But...
I don't want to go to a Dr. I don't want drugs.
I do want well.
Today I should be reading poetry. Writing poetry, getting some work done. But I feel lousy and so I'm just going to lay around till I have to head for work. Tired and crabby again. Someone just take me out behind the barn and put me out of all y'all's misery.