Im signed up to chair the tuesday noon meetings as well as saturday night meetings. Im still trying to figure out how that happened but its alright, I'll allow it to be a mystery. Oh, I got swindled into it. Thats how it happened. But, its all good because I need to be more involved down at the hall ( Read more... )

YAY!!!!! My Sugar Daddy David just called me and he wants to hang out today. I haven't hung out with him for the longest, im soooo excited!!


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Im reading a book about secret societies and groups such as the Freemasons and the knights templar. So interesting! It talks about how holy relics were discovered which indicated Jesus Christ had survived the crucification and escaped to france where he and Mary Magdalene had a family. So, the lineage of Christ is true according to this book and ( Read more... )

Angie has tomorrow off so we are going out on a date. Ohhh so romantical! We gonna get dressed up and go to the casino and win a million bucks then we're gonna skip merrily through a field of poppies while we fry balls off some mushrooms.. Uh, so maybe we'll skip that last part. But, we are gonna go out on a date!!!!

i think tonight is birthday night down at the a.a hall. I cant remember. FOOD!!!!! Oh shit, it is tonight in like 30 minutes. Too bad that hall doesnt give out coins for 5 months, i gots to wait to next month to get my 6 month coin. Damn, who would'va thunk ( Read more... )

4am.. Tick tock, tick tock. The clocks fucken tockity tickiting. 4 am. No plans to sleep for at least a fucken hour or so.. Or more or less. Probably longer. I don't know how people can do it. The sleep comes upon them and takes them away. I lay in bed for hours on end. Time keeps marching on and I continue to toss and turn. I smoke chains. One ( Read more... )

I will never smoke inside my house again ( Read more... )

3 years ago when I moved up on the orphanage, I only had a suitcase, a box of books a couch and a bookshelf. I've accumulated so much shit over the years. I feel like the old hag on the labyrinth who walks through the dump with a huge pile of junk on her back. I seriously have no qualms about taking all this shit and burning it in the back yard.

I hardly ever stress out. In fact, I can't recall the last time I was. BUT when I do, my head starts to hurt, my body aches, I feel physically ill.

Monday we needs to be ready to move. We have to have the apartment painted. Im on overload right now. My heads about to fucken explode.

Why the fuck do I let my Mom effect me so much? Thats the only person who can make me cry over the most trivial thing. Its pathetic. 25 years old and still crying over my Mom hurting my feelings. Blah.