*hugs everyone*
*hands a pillow and blanket to mors certa* You are as deserving as anyone here.
It was nice to have a client who paid without complaint. Even about the price of making the pattern, actually appreciated the work that went into it and the benefits of having it. Liked what I made and wants plenty more of them.
Call Forwarding tonight, the last shift of it, I've had to quit, can't afford the sleep loss. So maybe I'll get a nap before my husband gets home.
*goes back to her pillow and blanket next to the wall and again just kinda looks at people until she falls asleep*
My husband is my best friend.
In forgiving others, we are not exonerating them. They may not deserve exoneration. Rather, in forgiving others we are giving up our anger over the fact that what happened is not what "should" have happened or that our life is not the way it "should" have been.
*storms around a bit before flopping down in her corner and crying*
That's it. It's official. God hates me . Still no keys. No big deal except I was already feeling bad enough... And for some reason unknown to man I just can't bring myself to cut most of the time, even if I want to. Guess that means I'm hitting the grocery after work and getting some booz and some gatoraid.
**** me.
I'm selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I'm out of control, and at times hard to handle, but if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.
~ Marilyn Monroe
Hunni, it's not worth it, you've done so well *snuggles*
*offers her champagne around*
I'm selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I'm out of control, and at times hard to handle, but if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.
~ Marilyn Monroe
Sure. *passes Mors Certa the nonalcoholic champagne*
I shouldn't be drinking... It doesn't even taste good... I just want to not feel... *crys in her corner*
I'm selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I'm out of control, and at times hard to handle, but if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.
~ Marilyn Monroe
C'est la vie. *shrug* probably should be in hospital but no way on earth am I going.
Anyway how goes it with you?
*grabs head in dispare*
Good lord I want to cut
I'm selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I'm out of control, and at times hard to handle, but if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.
~ Marilyn Monroe
Hun, no need to leave. I'm sorry you're having such a rough time of it. I'm glad you don't have any alcohol. Sounds like that's the last thing you need...
It the last thing I need, for sure. One bottle of champagne down and I've already had my head in the toilet good news is I've lost the calories from that more than half the medium pizza I ate... Well, a lot of them anyway. Not to mention in my state of mind alcohol just adds fuel to the fire.
I'm selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I'm out of control, and at times hard to handle, but if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.
~ Marilyn Monroe
I'm selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I'm out of control, and at times hard to handle, but if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.
~ Marilyn Monroe
Mors Certa, sorry we couldn't provide a safe place for you. I always have non-alcoholic free stuff; just diet Pepsi and raspberry Diet Rite, which i think is local but I bring it with me wherever I go.
Btw, the blankets and furniture and carpeting and the walls of the tent are magic. They never stain.
My last shift of call forwarding for AA. It has wrecked my sleep too much. I feel bad about having to drop out, but as much as they need the help, i'm no good to anyone including myself if I get too tired. And some of my fellow sufferers in her know, for me "dizzy" means tired to the point of lightheadedness.
*hugs everyone*
Off to my sofa and the travel alarm and my cell phone.
My husband is my best friend.
In forgiving others, we are not exonerating them. They may not deserve exoneration. Rather, in forgiving others we are giving up our anger over the fact that what happened is not what "should" have happened or that our life is not the way it "should" have been.
so I did a little cut... just a small one...didn't hit the vein. Ran out of time... but now i have a goal. My doctor got teary.... but still wont admit me beacsue he knows it will jus... be it.
"Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind."
Got a reminder at 12:30 about why this is my last shift of call forwarding. I gotta tell my husband about this one. Too special for words.
My husband is my best friend.
In forgiving others, we are not exonerating them. They may not deserve exoneration. Rather, in forgiving others we are giving up our anger over the fact that what happened is not what "should" have happened or that our life is not the way it "should" have been.
I'm selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I'm out of control, and at times hard to handle, but if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.
~ Marilyn Monroe
My husband says that what I did with that phone call last night was appropriate.
*cuddles Jess*
*cuddles Ally*
*cuddles Jem cause he's here*
Even if I snore, please, let me sleep?
My husband is my best friend.
In forgiving others, we are not exonerating them. They may not deserve exoneration. Rather, in forgiving others we are giving up our anger over the fact that what happened is not what "should" have happened or that our life is not the way it "should" have been.
. Still no keys. No big deal except I was already feeling bad enough... And for some reason unknown to man I just can't bring myself to cut most of the time, even if I want to. Guess that means I'm hitting the grocery after work and getting some booz and some gatoraid. 
good news is I've lost the calories from that more than half the medium pizza I ate... Well, a lot of them anyway. Not to mention in my state of mind alcohol just adds fuel to the fire
