grrr

Stop doing so many drugs so I can write. Yeah. Or maybe wire something into my brain that writes it for me, like voice to text on my cell so I can be out doing more stuff to write about. ;) Or just getting higher and having really great sex.

Okay...time management is definitely an issue here. I try music, tv as background, chores... Healing from the bite that Giovanni gave me last week which I am justifying like a battered wife as a panicked attempt to get me out of bed to give him his special Fancy Feast or maybe eating my face since he thought I was dead. I like how the augmentin flushed me out and got me down to 126 and loving my body but still feeling guilty about not working out and a little concerned over my missed period.

Home

High- fighting the lonelienss. I hate to read my own writing whcih makes it hard for me to follow and record my thoughts.

Where do we go from here?

Masturbate. Fuck. Pop pills. Get sick. And repeat.