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Oct. 17th, 2006 01:22 pmi feel like HELL!
i can barely breathe. but hey, i finally woke up WITHOUT a migraine for the first time in MONTHS. that's a plus.
for some reason the giant pile of dirty clothes in the other room is REALLY bothering me today. mostly the smell i think. and the fact that any day off i have i can't stay awake for more than a half hour. i hate doing mountains of laundry. i miss when it was just two or three loads. i still have chocolate on my work shirt from picking up a box one of the new girls at work dropped ice cream on... OVER A WEEK AGO. and my work pants haven't been washed in... god i have no idea. i just simply do not have the energy to do that evil mountain of laundry therefore it will sit there and mock me forever. i don't think anyone understands this lack of energy - it's not "oh, i'd rather play on my computer" or "oh, i'd rather play with my friends" or "oh i'd rather watch TV" it's "oh, if i sit down i will pass the fuck out for hours." by the time i wake up the laundry room is closed. i'm too damn weak to take the mountain to the damn laundromat and knock it out in one fell swoop (and too broke right now) so yeah. it will stay there, growing and growing, swallowing what little bit of clean clothes i have left and the semi clean clothes as well. it's great, i'm like the stinky kid at school, i never had the honor of that before. now i smell like foot and swamp ass. does wonders for your self esteem. my house is a fucking disaster - it used to be so clean. there's something rotting in the sink, things that have been in the fridge for months, the bedroom is just a disaster and no matter how hard i try i just can't stay on top of the living room. i should just give up and let this place turn into the cesspool it's trying to become.
pretty much everything is bothering me today. has been for weeks. i try not to say anything though so as not to anger the natives or set anyone off. this will probably get me in trouble actually. fuck it, i never really post about how i feel unless i'm calling out invisible enemies without the balls to come to my face. i'm kinda tired of walking on eggshells.
did i mention i'm sick of not being able to breathe? i'm sure someone's got it worse so i don't know why i say anything, but it sucks. everything sucks.
i guess i'll shut up and pretend everything's fine again. i've got to get to class.
i can barely breathe. but hey, i finally woke up WITHOUT a migraine for the first time in MONTHS. that's a plus.
for some reason the giant pile of dirty clothes in the other room is REALLY bothering me today. mostly the smell i think. and the fact that any day off i have i can't stay awake for more than a half hour. i hate doing mountains of laundry. i miss when it was just two or three loads. i still have chocolate on my work shirt from picking up a box one of the new girls at work dropped ice cream on... OVER A WEEK AGO. and my work pants haven't been washed in... god i have no idea. i just simply do not have the energy to do that evil mountain of laundry therefore it will sit there and mock me forever. i don't think anyone understands this lack of energy - it's not "oh, i'd rather play on my computer" or "oh, i'd rather play with my friends" or "oh i'd rather watch TV" it's "oh, if i sit down i will pass the fuck out for hours." by the time i wake up the laundry room is closed. i'm too damn weak to take the mountain to the damn laundromat and knock it out in one fell swoop (and too broke right now) so yeah. it will stay there, growing and growing, swallowing what little bit of clean clothes i have left and the semi clean clothes as well. it's great, i'm like the stinky kid at school, i never had the honor of that before. now i smell like foot and swamp ass. does wonders for your self esteem. my house is a fucking disaster - it used to be so clean. there's something rotting in the sink, things that have been in the fridge for months, the bedroom is just a disaster and no matter how hard i try i just can't stay on top of the living room. i should just give up and let this place turn into the cesspool it's trying to become.
pretty much everything is bothering me today. has been for weeks. i try not to say anything though so as not to anger the natives or set anyone off. this will probably get me in trouble actually. fuck it, i never really post about how i feel unless i'm calling out invisible enemies without the balls to come to my face. i'm kinda tired of walking on eggshells.
did i mention i'm sick of not being able to breathe? i'm sure someone's got it worse so i don't know why i say anything, but it sucks. everything sucks.
i guess i'll shut up and pretend everything's fine again. i've got to get to class.