The Truth Is
I am so exhausted. Matt picked the worst time to go batshit insane.
I am trying to figure out what to get for lunch, I am trying to stay awake, I have my codependency meeting tonight, I just ugh. Didn’t get any sleep because the damn cat is still in heat and rawrrr meowwww *full body slam* against my door ALL NIGHT LONG is getting old.
I can’t even think straight.
My boss went to go get me some sort of chicken (could be a part of a chicken or a sandwhich who knows) for lunch. Joy. I save money and get lunch!
Since apparently I can’t say this without having drama… I still need to get laid. I keep staring at every single male that I cross paths with and thinking very naughty thoughts. It’s been a year. A very longggg year.
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