So ever since we ran out of food, I’ve been craving it far too much. I know it’s like a caveman -turned fat chick thing, but if there’s no food in the house, I crave it, but if the fridge is fully stocked, I’ll only eat if I’m really bored. I hate to sleep or eat until I can’t, how screwy is that? Plus I’m still worried as all get-out about the bug problem, and not because I’m worried about bugs or problems. I just suck as waiting for anything un-fun, I get anxiety attacks. Plus, the last time we bombed for bugs, (summer of ‘06) Faith and I went through a year’s worth of constant nightmares, to the point where I’m so traumatized that I think history will repeat itself, even though that almost impossible. I’m so depressed, I hope I can get it together soon.
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