broomcloset ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- What am I hearing in my head? I'm about ready to pack it all in. I feel like shit, I suspect I look like shit, and just don't feel like trying at all. I do have appointments next week with my councillor and my doctor, but that's almost a week away. What do I do until then? I couldn't even get going this morning. And no, that's not an exageration. My Love tried, but it just wasn't happening. I almost forgot how to use the phone. And that's what I do all day, use the phone. Why can't everyone just accept that I'm a lazy ass failure and leave me alone? -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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