Indigested, to paraphase Saul Bellow: "You know how old men get gassy."
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Indigested, to paraphase Saul Bellow: "You know how old men get gassy."
Helpless, I can't solve a problem and it is starting to wear on me :(
Panicking and trying not to hyperventilate.
Naseus. Not well, not well at all.
I feel neurotic. Cancelled my audition today. Meh.
Doomed.
Like I still can't get used to being abandoned one time after the other. Like I lack the decisional power to be me who abandons, for once in a darn existence. I should have a life by now.
Well, very sick and very testy.
Suddenly overjoyed. Haha!! Your word IS negotiable.
Today I am happy because I am still alive! :)
Baby shower today for my sister. 20 people crammed up in one room. Bleh :sick:
I'm in love with a beautiful girl. And she loves me too!!! What more could a person want? :)
Now, if only someone would critize my new poem, my happiness would be complete :)
Physically and mentally exhausted but content.
:)