Everything went okay except for the distinct feelng that I've lost 5
pounds with the constant up and down.
Locked myself out the aparment. Had to pay a neighborhood kid to climb
through my window.
Am sleepy yet vigilant enough to stay up for re-runs of the Closer.
Yay! For days off and for freedom.
Not completely free yet but am making great strides.
No word from Afroman. Suits me well doesn't it? That he's upstate with
HER. Am affected but not admitting it. Ugh!
Reminds me of Amy Winehouse "You go back to her and I'll go back to
black." Need something to ease stress other than masturbation.