Work, work, work, work, work.
See how f'd up that looks? Try typing it over and over, pretty soon it doesn't look like a real word.
I love work at my job. I don't have anyone looking over my shoulder, not literally anyway. I hate work at home. Yes, I mean children. Hey you...you with kids, you know what I'm talkin about. Ugh. If God really knew what he was doing he would have made it harder to procreate. I'm probably not the worst Mom in the world, but I'm definitely not an award winner. For those of you without kids, kudos. I'm jealous, not envious, really jealous. My dumb ass had to have kids out of wedlock with dipship. I thought I was so smart when I was young. I got good grades, that's it...not an ounce of self respect, confidence, or common sense. Now that I'm older and of course a little wiser I see the err of my ways. Can I get a do-over?
Anyway, I still do dumb shit. I'm still talking to the "hanger upper". We hashed out our miscommunication. Not really sure what the hell I'm doing. Oh well, I'll figure it out eventually.
Right now, that's all my life consists of.
Oh yeah, it's been over 1 1/2 years y'all! Not a drop of alcohol. Oh boy though, what I wouldn't give for a guiltless, drunken, what the hell happened night. It's
f-itty ucked up to think that way, I know. My resolve is still strong, no worries.
Hope everyone who reads this is doing well. Down with those that don't.
Peace.
About Me
- shorty
- A life fulfilled, great childhood, the opportunity to f*#* up and the pleasure of doing so. Making up, breaking up. Living and loving. That's all I've got.
3 comments:
Hey, at least you have a hanger upper to miscommunicate with! :)
I think I speak for everyone that knows you when I say we are so proud and happy that you have come so far with sobriety. The fact that it's hard makes it an even more precious accomplishment.
Aww, shucks. I appreciate the sentiment. I guess nothing worth doing is easy. It should be, it would be a lot more fun, but it's not. Thanks!!!!
It's okay to have a hanger upper. It would be nice if he had stuff to talk about. I mean talk about nothing, really. If you see an ant walk across the table, say so. I don't know. I'm being too critical I think. It's always nice to get to know new people, no matter how difficult. I quite enjoy a challenge. That's the problem I think. I shouldn't b**** about it so much. I don't feel like I'm b'ing though cause it's not done with the intent. Just something to talk about.
Yep that's it, later.
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