I just had a very long conversation with a friend of mine. About mental health and me being broken.
I'm mentally exhausted right now.
I need sleep.
Soup is so much better when eaten out of a mug.
I'm going shopping with Candace and Carly.
Mama's picking up stuff for my friends and I for the fireworks tonight.
I have an excess of energy.
AND! I'm eating a Sara Lee Banana Nut Muffin.
Bought cute purple flip flops from Express.
Am now tired.
Will sleep until 6? and then plan for people coming and fireworks!
Whee. And I'm spent.
Tried to nap. Didn't work.
I also drank a can of Pepsi. :(
And to make me feel more guilty about it, Candace left me this while I tried to sleep and my "napping" away message was up:
"wake up and smell the coffee! (decaffeinated, of course)"
Yeah, I've been trying to give up caffeine. It was the first time I slipped up. :(
Almost ready to start preparing for the evenings festivities.
Semi-unenthused. But I'm also coming off the caffeine high I was on for a while. Shaking is not fun. Fuck me.
And I'm still tired. It's okay. Everything will work out for the best. All is good. *forces smile*