I have been wanting to put up a bloggy for a long time. What has taken me so long? I have tried millions of times to get one started and it fizzles out after a couple of weeks...and that is definitely my fault!!
Today I woke up at 9:30 to my roommate and her boyfriend saying goodbye to each other. I shut my eyes and went back to sleep. I had to pee and passed the mirror on the way to the bathroom... I looked like I went to a raging party the night before where I got too trashed to speak but the real truth is that I couldn't sleep all night long. My neck felt as though a mule had kicked it out of spite.
Now it's the end of the day,and I'm waiting for bedtime. I have to shower. I stink of passing billows of cigarette smoke while walking and a college student too lazy to shower. I like this part of my life. Not really responsible, but able to do what I want. This part of life is always confusing. Whatever.
I will post many more times. This therapy is better than having to talk to someone.
