*I am so very tired. The kind of tired where you feel like there is a black hole in your chest and it’s slowly sucking the rest of you into it, starting with your muscles and internal organs. My new schedule at work seems kind of cool, but I really need to start going to bed earlier. It feels a little like what I would expect dying to feel like… Not good.
*I started taking my St. Johns Wart again, along with a multivitamin and some B vitamin complex tablets. I can already feel the St. Johns Wart kicking in, hopefully the other vitamins are doing some good as well. Why wasn’t I taking any vitamins before? Fail.
*I found this picture on DA yesterday and showed it to a few coworkers. We all knew instantly it should be for MC Matt at work. I freaking love that guy, he’s one of the nicest people you’ll ever meet.
*I’ll bet you didn’t know that Unicorns fart Rainbows, right? Now you do.
*My Facebook status from yesterday: “Yup, [The Musician] turned me into a Lesbian.”
*Boy did that Facebook status generate some comments. Not only were there questions raised, but there were offers made by old friends that should they leave their husbands, I’m next on their list. For fun.
*I really do think I might be a lesbian… You’ve heard of the Kinsey Scale right? It’s the idea that a person’s sexuality can be based off of a scale from 0 to 6, with 0 being exclusively Heterosexual, and 6 being exclusively Homosexual. The part I agree with most on this scale is that it can fluctuate, and I’m a firm believer that a person’s sexual preference can vary depending on different factors. Right now, I’m like a 5. I might go and see how excited women get me, I could easily see how horny the likes of lesbian porn hd videos could get me when I’m feeling like I’m at a 5 on this scale.
*No, I don’t want to be a lesbian just because I’m swearing off men. I do indeed like women.
*I learned so much more about The Musician and his lies… But there will be a whole other blog to follow on that… I’ve been keeping most of it quiet for his sake, but guess what? I don’t owe that bastard anything. Not one damn thing.
*Also, that bastard’s ex-girlfriend who also works with us and basically got screwed over by him too, wants to be my friend. She’s so sweet, I think I could have a good friend in her.