dear no idea at all there diary,
have you ever had the wrong idea about something? have you ever talked yourself into something to keep yourself from going somewhere you know you cant go? here we go. there is drainage. there is moisture. there are supposed to be boundaries. where are the walls here? if you cant find them- you gotta build your own i guess. that's what i usually try and do. drop zone. keeping your mind within the guidelines can be difficult and i've gotten into serious trouble venturing outside the lines before, even spending the upwards of five hours in jail. that was very traumatic for me and disrupted my sleeping schedule immensely. while my working schedule remained in tact, i lost critical napping hours, and did not finish sweeping the living room the early morning hours of march 4, 2010, AND had to leave a half smoked blunt in the ashtray. OMFG. i also have not been able to wear the color 'monsooner or later' on my fingernails since that day- and that used to be one of my favorite colors from OPI. i just figured that anyone who had an interest in anything i ever had to say would almost have to be gay. i dunno what else i can say about that.
