Life Is Pretty Damn Good
I haven't felt very good lately again. I know I should go to the doctor, but I just don't want go through more MRI's and more worry and more crap... and mostly I just don't want to worry Craig. Especially if they're just doing to tell me they don't know what's wrong, just that something's wrong. Who needs that? I can tell that just by going through the day. But all in all my life is pretty damn good.
I get tripped up alot of the time by pain or frustration, or some kind of bullshit and I have to be careful about that because sometimes I get in a rut and I let it drag me down.
Craig brought home a massive box of chocolate stuff that one of his clients gave him yesterday. Bad, bad Craig.