It is Monday, right? I feel so out of it with the holidays and all. Plus I took a Xanax yesterday and slept the whole entire day away, so now I’m really out of it (it being whatever it is and Xanax. Boo).
Here we go.
If you haven’t noticed, I haven’t been around much lately. First I was sick and then it was Christmas and now I’m reading and working on my book. But I only have so much writing in me, so between writing to Nate and writing my book I don’t know how much I’ll blog. I want to blog, I just never seem to have anything to blog about anymore. So I don’t know if I’ll be on here much or not, I guess we’ll see. Either way I’ll still update you on Mondays and do Throwback Thursdays, so you’ll still be getting at least some posts. Hooray.
Christmas was pretty great, but now my house is a huge mess and I don’t have any more Xanax so I’m crawling out of my skin and don’t feel like cleaning it. I did manage to take the ornaments off the tree today, though, because I want that damn space back.
Writing a book is hard fucking work. I’ve been working on mine for the past few days and have two whole pages. I think I might post them just to see if you guys think it’s even worth continuing. My problem is with my memory — I don’t have any good stories, just snippets of stories. Like, instead of telling you all about the first time I did acid, I can just tell you that I did acid a whole lot. Which probably contributed to my memory problems.