Some days it takes everything I've got to not to tell everyone in my life off.
I dislike being ignored. I dislike being in pain. I really dislike being cold. (Do not look up what my temperature is here. That interweb is lying to you. It's COLD.)
I do like the Boondock Saints. I really like Dirty Signs. Much better than sitting in a class full of strangers two nights a week to learn conversational ASL. All you really need to know you can learn from this chick: (Starting with my favorite: "Fuck you, you fucking fuck.")
Each new video brightens my day and keeps me from doing or saying something I might later regret.
I'm starting to think this whole new meds-no carbs-still sick-hormonal thing isn't working out for me.
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I am now officially behind on the Blind Gayting, but for those of you following along with the General and La Femme, I wrote 4 new pages today! I have some major revising to do to chapters 1-4 because I decided to go back to ending each chapter with a Dr's appt. The book hasn't been dropped. It's still alive. It's just on pause because there's only so much crazy this brain can process at once.
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