A baba on skis? I couldn't tell ya...but something about it amused me.
So Topamax has finally tried to stop killing me. That's a pro. Food still sucks though. Yesterday I found other ones it has taken from me, chips & chocolate milkshakes...NOOOOO. Fuck. O well, if that's what it costs, then that's what it costs. I'm not a hedonist anyways. But I will admit eating the same kind of food that I know I can does suck after awhile. It's like, "yay it's ___ again, Wooo" Haha, sigh.
This will make no sense to anyone but me but it's my fucking blog so that's the point. I was Right. They fucking hate me, hahaha. Fucking jerks. They hated me before day one, I didn't even stand a chance. Chalk another victory up to intution, and to whom it may concern: don't take this is a braggy way but because you'd NEVER beleive me, I told you so. We have results that speak for themselves. Haha I love pissing people off, seems like I did one hell of a job of this one. :D
Other then that nother new, I have some dumb government paper work I need to fill out regarding my disabiliy status, that'll be done and sent off next week. God I hate filling out those forms. They are teh stupid. But hey you do what you gotta.
My life is missing a partner in crime. It used to have many.
I hate how people change. Awesome to snotty & pretentious and there is nothing you can do but watch. It's like watching flowers being over grown by weeds. Something that was once so unique, and that strange factor is what gave it's charm that's been stiffled and killed. No more creativity. Now another sheep. Content to keep up apperences, hell have to look good, even if it takes half an hour to go to the fucking grocery store. I'm glad I'm hobochique, and not superficial. I think the day I came to that realization is the day I would kill myself.
Bahhhh! Remember kiddies, like Cake said "Sheep go to heaven, goats go to hell."
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