I’m Still Alive…
2008
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I’m Still Alive
Current mood:
betrayed
Not that anyone seems to care. Does anyone care? I’ve really started to wonder. But just in case anyone out there is actually paying attention…
I’m doing my best to get by. Eric’s still a mess, and we’re still trying to get that straightened out. Wish us luck on that one, we need it.
Haven’t done hardly squat for business lately. Auctions are dead, though I did make a little money at Prinnie-Mack (100 Hospital Dr. – Warner Robins, GA 31088). Got several new sets of earings put over there yesterday, if you’re in the area, go take a look. And don’t forget Auntie Griselda’s (66 Davis St. – Payne City/Macon, GA) I still have a full rack of goodies over there.
I’ve been crocheting some clothes for myself as something to do. I’ll have to get photos up of the vest, tank and cami that I made. The last top I made came out really great. I’m doing pretty well for winging this stuff with no pattern. Working on a skirt now, we’ll see how that comes out.
Still suffering from wicked insomnia. How I can still function is beyond me, but I keep going, even though I am kinda losing it lately. Even heavy self-medication didn’t get me to sleep, so I don’t know what the h3ll to do.
Lost a friend recently, at least it appears that way. That p1$$es me off, ’cause it was totally avoidable. Some people are so stupid. You try and try to help them, to reason with them, everyone tells them that they need to change what they’re doing, but they take no heed, and then it’s this total mess. I put a lot into trying to be there for this person, to be a good friend, but it didn’t do a d@mn bit of good. All I got was stress and heartache. If you ever come to your senses, I’d love to hear from you. If you’re sticking with this insanity though, you might want to come over and get your cr@p out of our house so we don’t have to look at it anymore. We love you, but there’s only so much someone can take.
Had the house to ourselves this week, which was kinda nice. Too bad the cat has her internal “feed me” clock set to oh-fVck-thrity in the morning. I think I’m this [__] close to making myself a new pair of fur slippers. Watch your back Sylvara!
Not much else going on, except me feeling kind of alone in the world. I have tried to contact people, be nice, say hi and all that, but it’s like no one would notice if I fell off the face of the Earth tomorrow. I know people have their lives and all that, but c’mon, is it really so hard to just say “hey, how’s it goin’” or “been thinking about you” once in a while? As for the couple people who have been around, thank you.
drained
determined 