A day at work...with no pay.

Probably because I don't work there. My point? Conference room chairs are highly uncomfortable for those of us trying to sleep in them.
Oh, and the reason I was at work with my darling mother all day... god. Not god, but.... weird story. Anyway, yesterday ultimately consisted of a huge breakdown. I almost ruined everything, which probably won't make sense to any of you. This all led up to me going to see my psychiatrist today to talk about potential issues with medication. Long story short, I'm taking a saliva test to find my progesterone levels. Lovely little link to tell you alllll about my uterus issues. Wooo! Basically, I get to spit in a little test tube about five times until it's 3/4 full. Isn't that thrilling? Then I get to mail it to California for $141. Wyoming, California...I think Alaska is probably next. >.>

Onto the things that actually matter....
Lorastory: =[
Keep waiting, I guess.
Cyanide and Happiness: 1668
A Softer World: 445
That...yeah... soml.
Cardboard Love



Another one of the sky when I tried to pull that all-nighter deal. It kind of reminds me of an abyss. A peaceful abyss, perhaps. Wouldn't that be called meditation though?




My words,
they don't come out right.
I'll try to say I'm happy for you.
I think I'm gonna take that drive.
I want to give you something
I've been wanting
to give to you for years:
My heart.