*sigh*

I don't know what's going on. I feel so deflated. I'm really sorry to all my friends I've been avoiding or ignoring. I'm not having a good time in life right now.

I think I'm having a pre-midlife crisis.

I'm glad I went home yesterday though - hanging with my dad was actually a good thing, and he helped me rescue sweet baby puppies. Well, scared and barky babies, but I'm convinced that they are sweet deep down.

I feel like crying. I think I need drugs or something... i guess I could have a xanax since I have like, 80 of them left from when I did see a therapist. I also have the two prozak or something that Matt gave me when he worked here. He was always into trading perscription drugs. haha...

I hope I can find these babies a home.