Bigger Crap
03/09/2009
Um, I just got home, and there was some sort of carnage from Thursday night that I didn’t know till now. Also, there were some windows open on my computer. I was in the middle of some strange searches. There is a package waiting for me in the office at my complex, but I don’t think I have anything ordered and on the way. Scary. I was checking my email to see if I ordered something and got a confirmation. No confirmation, just some emails in my sent folder that are horrible. Horrible in the sense of what I say and to whom they were sent.
I’ve sent off an apology email, but really? There may be fewer people in my life if I keep behaving like this. Nothing like drug-fueled truth telling to endear me to my ex’es.
People, if I’ve called or written and I am entirely incoherent or the spelling is a mess and I talk about being on drugs, please just ignore what I said/wrote and let’s never mention this again.
And I was so looking forward to another night of restful sleep with my good friend ambien…