outtamyhead

damn i'm tired, i can't sleep, i cry all the time, i hurt all over, i have too much work to do and i'm not making any money and everybody wants a HUGE piece of me.

there. i feel all better now.

not really. not ALL better. maybe a little...

there's just too much going on and physically and mentally i don't feel well at all. it seems there's no one else to do what must be done, so off i go to do it!!!

and it's not even the holiday season yet, though you wouldn't know that based on what little media i've been attuned to lately. ugh. there's already a house decorated up around the corner. gimme a break already.

i'm off to the dr to get some hormones this coming week. i just can't stand this anymore. i'm in a stupor, folks. ok, well, more stupified than normal. crying, tired, no energy, no motivation, depressed, can't sleep. come to think of it, maybe this is what has brought on all the times in the past i thought i was going thru a little depression. i mean, hormones just don't stop all of a sudden, so maybe i AM mentally stable after all!!!

hahahahaha yaright!! that's a good one!!!

i dropped my pretty pink razor cell phone in a pan of paint yesterday morning. it wasn't the only thing i dropped yesterday, but it was the most expensive. my first thought was to wash it off!! i'm quite proud of the fact that i had second thoughts on that. i wiped most all of the paint off with paper towels and plugged it in so the paint wouldn't dry on the connectors and left it til it dried. then took a toothpick and picked out what paint i could and it actually still works.

sigh.

what a doof i am sometimes.

so i have to take son to the grocery and deliver him home, then pick up daughter at her dad's and get ready for a hayride/bonfire/cookout. i've been to church to cook breakfast and sell tickets to the messiah, ate lunch and settled in for a few minutes.

but it's time to go again. again. again. again.

i want to paint (canvas not walls thank you), i want to knit, i want to make some jewelry. i want to cook, i want to sleep...

ok, well, even if i could sleep, if i had the time, my bladder and my aching back would wake me up by 5:30.

i can't sleep, but i can dream!!!!!!

outtamyhead sometimes it all comes outtamyhead, and sometimes i'm just outtamyhead. period. i guess i started this journal thingy out of boredom at a job i used to have. i stay here because i've come to know and love some of the people i've "met". you know who you are!!!
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Previous Entry :: Next Entry Read/Post Comments (2) Share on Facebook live simply so that others may simply live		2006-11-12 1:42 PM you wanna piece of me??? damn i'm tired, i can't sleep, i cry all the time, i hurt all over, i have too much work to do and i'm not making any money and everybody wants a HUGE piece of me. there. i feel all better now. not really. not ALL better. maybe a little... there's just too much going on and physically and mentally i don't feel well at all. it seems there's no one else to do what must be done, so off i go to do it!!! and it's not even the holiday season yet, though you wouldn't know that based on what little media i've been attuned to lately. ugh. there's already a house decorated up around the corner. gimme a break already. i'm off to the dr to get some hormones this coming week. i just can't stand this anymore. i'm in a stupor, folks. ok, well, more stupified than normal. crying, tired, no energy, no motivation, depressed, can't sleep. come to think of it, maybe this is what has brought on all the times in the past i thought i was going thru a little depression. i mean, hormones just don't stop all of a sudden, so maybe i AM mentally stable after all!!! hahahahaha yaright!! that's a good one!!! i dropped my pretty pink razor cell phone in a pan of paint yesterday morning. it wasn't the only thing i dropped yesterday, but it was the most expensive. my first thought was to wash it off!! i'm quite proud of the fact that i had second thoughts on that. i wiped most all of the paint off with paper towels and plugged it in so the paint wouldn't dry on the connectors and left it til it dried. then took a toothpick and picked out what paint i could and it actually still works. sigh. what a doof i am sometimes. so i have to take son to the grocery and deliver him home, then pick up daughter at her dad's and get ready for a hayride/bonfire/cookout. i've been to church to cook breakfast and sell tickets to the messiah, ate lunch and settled in for a few minutes. but it's time to go again. again. again. again. i want to paint (canvas not walls thank you), i want to knit, i want to make some jewelry. i want to cook, i want to sleep... ok, well, even if i could sleep, if i had the time, my bladder and my aching back would wake me up by 5:30. i can't sleep, but i can dream!!!!!! Read/Post Comments (2) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top