Damn it's cold outside. I had to go out this afternoon and run some errands and I only wore my fall coat. I should have worn my winter coat, hat, gloves and a scarf, it's just that cold. Groan, I'm so depressed. So dude is cutting the last of the tile for the floor and then he's going to lay it. He'll come back another day to finish the tile on the walls. I'm amazed at how the bathroom is turning out, I've really outdone myself this time. I guess it's time to start thinking about where I'll be going when I leave here. I know that I'll be going to Cancun to stay with my friends for a few months, and I'm not going to look any further ahead than that. I'm going to party my ass off and have fun for a change. I'm going to surround myself with friends who love me for who I am. And if someone doesn't like me, oh well, that's their problem. I'm finished with apologizing to people who treat me badly. I'm tired of being humiliat...
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BTW... Cool pic!
What did he do? Men are so stupid sometimes, there should be a law.
Now I am going to put the second coat of plaster on the ceiling in the vestibule type thing at the bottom of the stairs.
I'll be the first to jump. I've washed my hands like 500 times today and they're getting dry. My hair is full of drywall dust and feels like barbie doll hair.
I want tacos. And fajitas, chicken ones with green chile.
I'd also like to take a shower, ah, dreams are a good thing to have. ;)
Oh yeah! Those things I took every day to wash my body wayyyyy back before children. I remember now.
I bet it's wonderful in there.
It's nice. You get good drugs, lots of rest, sedatives if you have trouble resting, you can make interesting new friends, meals cooked for you, and you might learn something about yourself through a battery of psych evaluations.