Monday, June 13, 2005

ok, so a disgusting definition of Hand Grenade.. today was fine. I think I will be ok with a little time and effort here. Moving is hard, and that motherfucker will creep up on ya in your sleep and bitch slap yo' ass. not so pretty when you're not expecting to be woken up in a cloud of sorrow- so what do I do? but of course, look to the thing closest to me and LASH OUT. sweet. at least I checked myself quickly. Once you realize you're a little crazy- You MUST MUST MUST stay on top of your emotional rollercoasters. Even if they are completely normal. I had to get every other aspect of my life checked so that I am SURE as to which is making me sad or down. Since I tear up talking about my sisters and their kids. I think the problem is found. but I did get a little of my personal life squared too. take the good with the bad.

Been looking for a watch for work so I can time my shit. this one at Fred Flare might kick some ass. must research more...

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