My house is filthy. I can't move or think. I'd love to take my Vyvanse but I cannot. I only have a couple left and can't afford the time or money for a med check to get refills. I want to read so badly. I want to game. I try but can't make it 5 minutes. I suck as a gamer to begin with but my frustration level is astronomical without my meds.
I'm so tired of being cold.
the other day Kay and I were talking about what she wants to give her boyfriend for Valentine's day. I think it's a joke of a relationship. They can't date and his parents can't know. They almost never see one another and only text. Anyway. I said I'd love to get orange roses for VDay. Chris got up off the sofa mumbling "orange roses" and wrote it down somewhere. But will he remember. They aren't easy to find. I hate red roses. They're ok mixed in with other colors but a dozen red roses is not me.
Then I was thinking about that spring a couple years back when I'd sit on the bench in my front yard and listen to the mockingbird. I texted him that a bench would make a great gift--but only if it's a surprise--not something you "run to Home Depot" and pick up. We'll see.
I like the new FB layout but the other "friends" I have on their may age do not. what gives with middle aged women. Change is good and it is an improvement. What I HATE is the damn news feed cluttered with everyone's gaming shit. I only did Farm Town for awhile but then someone asked me to join them on farmville, YoVille, Cafe-something, Mafia Wars, etc. God damn, how do folks have that much time to game and work a job??? I can't even keep up with what's going on in folks' lives without scrolling through their game shit. I"m not doing any of those games at all. I'd like to choose one but don't know which one yet. I'd much rather play on the PS3.
I blocked my "friend" from my updates on FB but it doesnt' block her from seeing pics I upload. Gotta work on that.
I'm beginning to migrate back to spending time in my blue room, aka, my office. And music.
My sinuses make me crazy when the weather is cold and dry. I want spring.









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