Is it me? Or am I getting more bitchy the older this blog gets? Also the profanity? What’s that all about? I used to be all “sh*t” and “f*ck”. Now it’s full on FUCK and SHIT. Is it the isolation? Am I still harboring some deep seeded resentment over the whole “Hell or somewhere similar” thing? Should I just give up the ghost and go back on the meds?
Hard to say, but sometimes I make myself blush lately. (in addition to my mom and stepdad who regularly read this)
Christ, I need to drink more.
Happy Friday everybody! I’m trying out the Grey Goose tonight because well, it’s been that kind of a week.
P.S. I think it’s just because Tess is on vacation and even though we don’t work in the same building? It’s a huge comfort knowing that I can just pick up the phone and bitch to her and she’ll understand what I’m going through.
P.S.S. I promise to write a chipper, sappy, gooey, mushy post sometimes next week….(if I don’t kill someone first)