I poured a huge glass of water on my bed to force myself to get up and do something instead of just surfing the internet and laying down. Ugh. What was I thinking? Do you have any idea how uncomfortable it is laying on damp towels in bed??????

Snow day...maybe I'll get in a car crash.

VETERANS DAY SUX IT RAINED NO SUN IM STILL IN BED I HAVE NO MICROWAVE SO I HAVE TO WAIT FORTY-FIVE MINUTES FOR A FROZEN CHICKEN POT PIE TO COOK LIFE IS PAIN DEATH IS SWEET RELEASE I BET THE PIE WILL BURN MY MOUTH I GUESS FEELING SCORCHING POT PIE FILLING IS BETTER THAN THE EMPTINESS I FEEL BUT WHAT IF I DONT FEEL THE HEAT CUZ MY MOUTH IS AS NUMB AS THE REST OF ME FEELS RITE NOW?? JESUS....

im sick what a bad idea
my life is nothing but regret

What am I supposed to do when I can't tell if it's my body that smells bad or my sheets? I guess I'll sleep on it.

Jesus, I wish I at least had the self-respect/decency to put my fucking jeans on before I run to the bathroom to puke up a whole bottle of wine. Oh well I guess it's true what they say. You are what you drink. A whole fucking bottle of whine.

Eventually everything gets depressing.