I guess I'd just like to mention, since my last entry was all tortured and everything, that I'm really quite happy. In life. Right now. Things are good. Summertime is idyllic and lovely and makes everything better. All of the really good things in life are things that I have. I cant complain. Well, of course I can...but I wont.

I cant stand Sunday afternoons.

I just found out my dad has diabetes. Thats pretty scary. Hes 51. I think he just turned 51. Apparently its type 2, which is better than type one. I guess. So now Im reading and reading about diabetes, cause that what I do to handle things. Learn as much as I can about them. So. Thats what Im doing. Oh man. I really love my dad.......um. I dont ( Read more... )

Fuck working, fuck Verizon, fuck mac and cheese (not really I love you mac and cheese) fuck squishy, fuck dumb ass motherfuckers, fuck no sleep, fuck grumpy, fuck no one I love is ever home when I fucking call them fuck, fuck THIS SHIT!! (fuck)

What is it about me that I have to do something over and over again to make sure its still not fun? Brussel sprouts ended up being good, but not that good. Jesus.

Man, so life is funny huh? Ive been living in this damn house for 11 months 1 week and 2 days. Im tired of complaining about it, but not tired enough to stop. Cause it still sucks. And always theres the tiny voice of reason...it could suck a lot fuckin worse. True. But isnt there something messed up about having to say "Its not that bad" about ones ( Read more... )