I'm in Orange Beach, Alabama. Easter just ended in this time zone and I had a fantastic day on the beach. Life is good, I suppose. I watched the first episode of the new season of Doctor Who. My mother made me a rum and coke to go with the grilled cheese sandwiches I made for dinner. The backs of my legs, the tops of my shoulders, and my nose are all slightly sunburned. This is a wonderful vacation.
I honestly just wish Matt was here.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Bad Days
They always start just fine. Then something doesn't work for an hour or so and your feet and back start to hurt from standing around trying to make it work. Then it is a bad day.
Mom wants me to go tanning this week. I'll try to make it there tonight before I head over to Beth and Kevin's to talk to Beth about all the terrible things I can't change in the world.
Friday was a shitty day, Saturday was pretty alright, but I couldn't get into the swing of my weekend until Sunday. Joe and I spent the majority of it unhappy, but things ended up alright, even if it turned for the better too late. Yesterday was okay and everyone was happy. Today is turning into a bad day and I have to talk about unpleasant things after dinner. I owe books to the library. I am always tired. I'm a pessimist. There is the problem
Mom wants me to go tanning this week. I'll try to make it there tonight before I head over to Beth and Kevin's to talk to Beth about all the terrible things I can't change in the world.
Friday was a shitty day, Saturday was pretty alright, but I couldn't get into the swing of my weekend until Sunday. Joe and I spent the majority of it unhappy, but things ended up alright, even if it turned for the better too late. Yesterday was okay and everyone was happy. Today is turning into a bad day and I have to talk about unpleasant things after dinner. I owe books to the library. I am always tired. I'm a pessimist. There is the problem
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