A lovely day..
Yesterday, I wasn't in such a great mood. I took 3 vicodin on an empty stomach and payed for it greatly later on in the evening. I made the mistake of calling Lester when I was feeling really honest - telling him of how much I loathe one of his friends and what not. I was such a raging bitch. I don't like bringing him down when I'm in a terrible mood, I feel so unbelievably guilty. Today I went to see him and we slept the whole day away, and then watched some tv. I was so happy to see him and just be there - his presence is the only thing that makes me happy these days, his presence, vicodin, slurpees, nerds rope, and my stuffy Robbie, actually...