And then it happens.
You realize that you really can only take so much. You have one of those days where everything seems out to get you. Bad dreams the night before, hormones coursing through your body like the fucking F1, sleep away the entire morning fighting off a headache & fever (after sluggishly getting the kids off to school, of course) and said children have seemingly been possessed by the mythical devil himself.
Yeah, its been one of those days where everything just went straight to hell before I even opened my eyes. I’m thinking of trying to gather a few of the gang (or even just one) and hitting the floor this weekend, me and the music, its the closest harmless drug that I can think of that doesn’t require a dealer and hard time. Maybe if I did drugs I’d have better coping skills, eh?
“Primal Hysteria” is most certainly on the agenda, on a better day, I’ll explain the term and it’s numerous and varied meanings, at least the ones I made up that make sense. Until then, I need a hot cuppa and a cold compress. Stress is bullshit and I’m just about fucking buried as it is.







i hope you’re able to decompress, girl!!! while i loves me some java any time, especially in the morn’, i find when i need to unwind, nothing relaxes me like a hot toddy. these days were made for a drink like that! tea, squirt of lemon, squirt of honey, and a stiff shot of Jameson’s and a nice warm blanket… ahhh…
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December 2nd, 2011 at 10:18 PM
@slimblue, aye the more it’s piling on too.. I’m thinking a road trip is in order soon, maybe down home or perhaps up Carleton County to see some old friends..