.oO(Sometimes I blur the edges.) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 19 April 2009: Things I'll remember. I am intoxicated, but I will remember posting this - which sets it apart from the usual times I post drunken entries. Sometimes simple jokes, intended only to cause laughs, hurt. Sometimes, even though they hurt, I understand that it was only a joke... and maybe now I have the perfect Halloween costume. A "Return To Tampa Baggage Claim" tag. He wouldn't have said that. He would have never said anything like that. I hate that I won't refer to him by name, for obvious reasons. I hate sobriety, for obvious reasons. I hate being told, 'If I crossed the line, just sleep it off.' It's 7:35am. I need to go to the dealership today. I need to. I need to wake up around 1pm or 2pm. I wish I were in the Forbidden City, where everything is close and there is no need for any of the drama that I am dealing with now. Blah. Goodnight video, then goodnight. -Lisa. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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