Wednesday, September 05, 2007

There is a Fly in my Vodka

So I swept my finger in and flicked it out.
I needed a screw driver.

It was all I had, I opened the fridge, milk... Apple Juice... Orange juice. OJ it is. And since I'm mixing I can make it as strong as I want.

Just after I posted about my stress level and I think it can't possibly get worse... it does. I got kicked while I was already down. I can't go into details just yet, because I know something no one else knows and only by complete human error do I know this. I confronted a person about this matter and I was looking for a small glimmer of hope. I got it, but I don't feel like I got it, its like having the answers to the test without knowing what the test questions are going to be.
crazy.

Funny thing happens when life comes at you faster than the speed limit. We, as natural human beings turn into fighters, we fight stronger... But why does it take shit hitting the fan to make that happen??

2 comments:

Krista said...

I'm so going crazy right now wanting to know you're little secret!! I hope it all works out for you, don't get stressed. Thanks for your comment last night. Stay cool, chica.

My Name Here said...

We all handle stress diffrently. Your eye, its your outlet. Let it out. You will find a home when the right one is ready. It took me a year to find mine, and I am so thankful it did. I love this house, and we are all so happy here.
I also want to know the secret. How sick is the human mind--total strangers wanting to know your secret.
As for the strength, yes we always have it. It takes the hitting of the fan for us to show it. That is the diffrence.
Hang in there, relax!! Your eye is begging you!! LOL