SO?

So I am laying it all out here because MySpace seems to be a really BIG hassle these days, with all the DRAMA and MAYHEM. It would make even the sanest person go apeshit. So here I am...on Blogger....and yes, I use those little dots quite a bit so fucker get used to it.
I'm quoting the song " I'm NOT okay", cause, I'm not. I've got a neurotic ALMOST ex-husband that can't seem to get his shit together long enough to pay his bills, a son and a daughter who I love with everything I have but I don't physically have with me right now and a wonderful boyfriend who helps me through it all but he drives me nutsoids too. Fuck it.
I just got off of one of the two meds that a doctor gave to me to help my brain's chemicals stop squaredancing in my cranium and I've slipped back into part of my mania.
I like to solve other's problems and I'm having problems solving my own friggin problems so I guess that's another problem to add to the list. Oh well.
As you can see, I'm kind of all over the place with everything but that's how life goes when your brain is dead from traveling an hour and 15 minutes ONE FUCKING WAY to work and back home EVERY DAY!
It USED to be fun. It's not anymore.
I'll be back, maybe.
Til then, have fun and get stoned. It's the only way to live and actually enjoy life right now. The world is ending and all the world is going to hell, in a handbasket, with a little red bow...
Wonder if my shoes will match?