Leaving things well enough alone, now.
Miss my mom, seeing as this is her day and all.
Called out of work, because my body just doesn't feel right. Still marked with bruises
from the other night....that's kind of embarassing
Last night didn't happen, and I was relieved. Everything was happening too fast for even me. Adam and I pulled it together, but everyone else was MIA
...no skin off my nose, I felt like shit.
Talked to Ry...he's depressed and I'd write a piece about the opium, but I don't feel like it. I am going to be the carrier of his artwork on the trip back. Yah.
Losing weight for no rhyme or reason, I certainly am not egging that on.
Have a party to go to tonight....so I need to get chores done here and head on out.
P.S. I could be wrong, but...I THINK I'M A LEVEL 6!!! 'Bout friggin' time!