Daily Life

Yawn. I went to bed too late, and got up too early. The coffee is starting to kick in and my senses are coming to. We went over to Leigh and John’s last night. We were gonna play spades but we got distracted by talking and never remember to play. That’s fine though, because I only have a vague idea on how to play.

I wish my life was more interesting, and I had something of value to write about, but the truth is it’s not. I pretty much work all the time, sleep, and hang out at home or at a friend’s. I’m too old in my soul to do the party and clubbing thing. I feel like a mommy, without the child. I got all that crap out of my system early on.

Speaking of which Chris was watching the Tyra Banks talkshow yesteerday when I got home, and she was giving out makeovers and a bunch of other things to ex meh users. WTF? Why do these people get rewarded for hitting rock bottom and then getting clean? They al got treatment at rehab, paid for by Tyra, and then a bunch of things to make their lifes cushy. Well that’s sweet Tyra *rolls eyes* I quit meth at 17 without treatment or rehab, and only relasped once for about a month. I didn’t get shit. Where’s my free pass through life for fucking up?

Now that I’m done with that tangent, on to the next. No, I’m done ranting. Today I work, and then I’m not sure what’s next after that. I think nothing, since I have to work two shifts tommorrow, and I’m not looking forward to that. Althouggh we have a new manager, and he seems very laid back. He transfered from another store, but he used to manage at this store. He left about a year before I started there though.

It’s sunny out today, for the first time in a few days. I’m not leeting that fool me though, because outside is quite nipple biting cold.