I woke up and staired at a speck on the couch. God I hated that speck. I wanted to scream at it, punch it, tear it to pieces and destroy everything about it.
Submitted by popejoan2 on Thu, 12/28/2006 - 8:07am
i feel sorta shitty. shaky, well i was late on the thyroid med. i missed it in the morning yesterday so i took it last night which may have been too close to today's dose...ugh. i don't know.
So, I didn't feel like talking to a god-damn soul today, yet I had to go to a rehearsal where i play an extremely charismatic, charming, energetic young man without a single mean bone in his body.<