I suppose it's been a good day despite the ridiculous migraine I had for the last two days. But it finally went away. So last night I couldn't sleep 'cause it wast that bad, ended up taking a sleeping pill, mg of Xanax, and something that said it'd knock me out. It worked, but went to work with all of it still in my system. So was a little high to start the day off. It was interesting to say the least.
As for this love life I lack, maybe if my hours pick up I'll travel to New Orleans this break and maybe break a rule of mine. I just miss that cute little cafe. I miss it down there, even if I was only there for a week. So beautiful. All the voodoo shops, UNO. It'd be nice. I don't know if I'd wanna stay. That whole hurricane season thing isn't exactly ideal.
Perhaps, but as for now I'll stay here in the great beautiful plains. Home of trees, corn and cows, along with tiny towns like mine.
I see I've started to use this as sort of a dairy. It helps a bit with the anxiety and lack of friends I let into my thoughts, but I know very well that if some people want to know what I think to look here but I don't think they are willing to make a new account to read my deepest darkest thoughts.
As for the stalker I have yet to spot him again, but you never know.It's nice though not seeing him, hopefully he's gone.
Oh well for now I'm good and that's what I need to focus on. School and work for now. And eventually maybe that butthole with those cute circular bold spots in his beard.