Today I was a highly functioning and somewhat responsible adult in spite of my angry uterus trying to destroy me from the inside out.
Bought Lump breakfast at Fonte. I used a coupon because I love him and he loves me for my frugality. I think the waitress was worried she wouldn't get a tip, poor girl.
New curtains to replace the closet doors make the cat freak out.
Walked all over and looked at portfolios from a dozen tattoo shops. Fucking left my fucking expensive fucking menstruation chocolate at the last one. FUCKING HELL.
Came home and died in bed. Took too many advil, took too many aleve, need to make a doctor's appointment so I can take too many opiates. Too many pills is still not enough.
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