Friday, March 18, 2005

I'm tired, and I'm cranky. I don't have any food; I was going to go grocery shopping after work, but Mark isn't feeling well, so we skipped the store. He turned on the heat in the car, and I was so warm I wanted to put down the windows (before the heat) - but I tried to tough it out. I told him I was going to bed when I got home, and that I'd like it if he didn't turn the heat on at home (I wanted to turn the air conditioning down low, but didn't expect that would be happening) - he said ok, or something to that effect, but here we are & the heat is blaring, instead of the cool air that drives me to sleep, which is going to leave me tossing & turning, and my cough, which had subsided has returned, and my eyes hurt, and 13 years ago tonight I slashed my wrists & ended up in a hospital with a bunch of wacky people who are mostly dead now.

erg.

   posted by Bald Jason at 06:49 PM
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