Sunday, November 04, 2012

No, pal... you got a problem

I want to get stoned tonight. As a special birthday surprise, I got a shit-ton of weed. I can't smoke it when my fella is here. I promised myself I would only smoke it on Friday and Saturday of Bev-weekends. But now it's Sunday. I will hate myself. I will crap all over myself.

I'm trying to break old habits. Change them. But it would be so much fun to sit around and eat and be lazy and not worry about anything.

That's kind of what I do every day, though, isn't it?

*sigh*

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Yes, things are well.

We are good. We are happy.

We are right.

It's nice.