macabre in Your Face

I took a double strength edible a little while ago and it’s just kicking in now. I should go and facebook stalk a bunch of people because that would be SMART.

Ernie had a better day, followed by two bad days. Worried sick about my skinny boy.

I’m pretty sure I bounced M’s credit card payment, and I just know that it’s a topic that will spark an argument. Oh well.

I want to stay up late and stare into oblivion but I will probably fall asleep within an hour or two.

Feeling so up and down at work. Definitely a huge difference in how I feel about then job during a single shift, versus how I feel about the job during a double shift.

A good friend inspired me to think about some sewing projects again.

I want to go to my thrift store and get an obscene number of books for $5, but that defeats the purpose of trying to declutter the apartment. I guess if I take a bunch of stuff there to donate, then it wouldn’t be such a guilty feeling thing.

Just spent way too long sending Candwich a stream of gifs of people tap dancing and then one of Ice T.

Someone moved the floor when I wasn’t looking.

I see beetles, but no Beatles.

I feel like I can smell cigarettes.

I feel lonely lately. I no longer enjoy being alone in the apartment without M. I miss him, and watch the clock to count down to him being back. I guess that’s a side effect of us working opposite schedules. And me just being lonely in general.