December 24, 2012

  • I didn't know that Christmas Eve was today and fuck do I not want that day to be today. It is the 3rd year anniversary of my rape and I am listening to the Pogues and thinking about dying. Therapy has caused me to be particularly exhausted but last night I woke up with night terrors. I am doing the biggest test which is lying in my bed at home on christmas eve and that's going to be hard to do. I wish it was Christmas tradition to smoke a lot of weed. I am falling behind in things I need to do as I climb a ladder to get better. I slip back to go forward. My cat is very loyal to me and she stays by my side no matter what. I am impressed with her dedication but I guess there is nobody else in this apartment. I gave her food and water and cleaned her litterbox merry christmas cat. I wish it was Christmas tradition to get drunk as fuck because I'd be getting wasted right now. But i gotta go to work. I am going to bring my book to do research so I can finish my material for my novel. I gotta bring enough stuff to occupy myself tomorrow because tomorrow is going to be boring as fuck. Sarah and Dom were somewhat accommodating yesterday? They like dashed off like they were on fire or something. I am not fun to hang out with or talk to right now. I am a sour whiskey kitten. Stay back.