I’m sitting in the waiting room at my sons doctors office, and on the TV they just showed the weather. Its 100° Humidity is 80% But wait…..apparently it “feels like” 114° Why am I here?
i want to go home
i want to go to san diego. i miss being able to go do things. i wanna go to the beach, to one of the many malls, to alpine, to the casinos, to mount soledad and just look at everything. i wanna drive up the PCH and visit my family in LA. i miss it all so much. i hate that this depression is setting in. i feel like i cant snap out of it this time. sorry to bitch and moan.
the oreo homosnacksuals have finally come out of the pantry.