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I am almost out of energy, I have a bit left in me I suppose, or I wouldn’t be wrting. Today was long. The early part of the morning was good! I didn’t want to get out of bed! I wanted to stay there for…’Id say about…forever! Unfortionatley life makes you do things you don’t really want to do. You just have to suck it up until you get to do the things you do want to do! And what I wanted to do was at the end of the day, which is one of the reasons why the day seemed so long. The weather didn’t help speed the day up. The lack of fuel I put inside my body sure as hell didn’t make time fly. It did however make things go about as slow as a tortoise’s walk. I took Isaac to school, went to the coffee house, left, picked up Isaac, took him to his mom, got offered a bunch of food that I refused, left, went and snuck in a little shopping at an awesome cheap shop, walked in the rain to my car, stopped at Laura’s to pick up a few movies passes, walked back to my car in the rain again, watched it pour down rain from inside my car, listined to the radio’s alert system alert the county of a tornado warning, pulled of the rode and hauled ass into a store, made several attempts to call work and alert them that I would most likely be late, got more coffee, browsed the book store while the sky was leaking big time, lost my car key, tried to find my car key, failed, called my mom to rescue me (again), called work to let them know that I am indeed a huge loser, waited, hauled ass (slowly) to work. Got to work, worked for a little before another tornado warning, sat in the hall ways for a tornado drill, attempted to comfort a 4 year old with silly letter games, listined to a bunch of rowdy 3rd and 4th graders sing "Jingle Bells, Batman Smells" while they tried to entertain themselves becuase tornado drills are rather boring, cleaned up my work room, waited until the heavy rain died down by curling up in a super comfy shirt and lay inside a play tent (I looked like a hermit crab!), hoped to God no one walked in on me looking like a shell creature, fianally left work after having to stay late because my brakes suck in the heavy rain, got home, redid some makeup, changed into jeans because my previous outfit wasn’t really suitable for rain, switched shoes after digging through my shoe pyramid trying to find a decent pair of rain shoes (which in my case means shoes that cover my whole foot since most of my shoes don’t), made a mess of the pyramid, then was able to get to the part of the day in which was the something I wanted to do.

The bad part of it was that I was lacking some serious energy. Stupid on my part, I know. It certainly didn’t have to be that way if I just went ahead and ate something.

I went to see a movie with an octopuss (don’t ask, and no, its not a stuffy, I have yet to get to that point of insanity…the octopuss is a person…and no….not an imaginary person, again I’m not at that point of insanity)

Okay, so really you wouldn’t have to ask now would you, I went ahead and explained it anyway

I had a good time. I felt like shit for the most part, but I still chalk it up as to being a good time! It was tough to concentrate on the movie. I can blame it on the lack of fuel! During the movie I started to feel worse and worse. No fun. I can only blame myself for that.

It was raining again when we left the movie theatre. I was still feeling bad, so I wanted to come home and go to bed. and thats where I am now. In bed…except not asleep like I want to be.

And I still feel bad. I know why!

I seem to be self destrucive in some shape or form!