No fucks to give today. Sorry/Not Sorry
Today just sucked. In every way possible that I could have imagined. I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs and hit something at least every 15 minutes.
I don't fucking care about p90x or any form of working out right now. Nope. Fuck you Tony Horton, you're fantastic but if I have to hear you tell me to keep moving I might extend my triceps to your face. I could NOT get out of bed today. I was up all day and just couldn't move. I know this is a normal symptom, but seriously? I had shit I wanted to get done.I just laid there, staring at my lamp. Yep. Cool. Thanks body/brain. Work was fucking ridiculous as always. I hate Saturdays. There's ALWAYS something. Usually while I'm at work I at least get to hear from my fiance. Nope. 12 hours without texting me back only to find out he went out/shit/showered/whatever and couldn't answer. And then I get one word answers and then he passes out on me. Usually we have our random late night hang out/drives after the hockey game/saturday shit shows but i guess not today. Just don't be upset when I "forget" to text you back as well.
iourigtfo2n[dghewg4p9809hdskja hfkashf983hafeiow FUCKSHITASSIHATEEVERYTHINGANDDIEINAHOLEPLEASEPUTMEOUTOFMYFUCKINGMISERY Whatever. I'm too pissed off to be reading into this shit. I'm going to get angry at him for something stupid. Regardless, I want to put my fucking head through the window. It's cool. I'm not touching any more of his birthday shit tonight. I'm just going to take my meds and hopefully pass out in the bathtub.