Squishy.

Like shit ... I woke up to no breakfast!! Phucket!!

pissed off

tired, headache... odd, hungry

cold, bored, and yet extremly happy. :)

achy

Groggy and heartburny!

Better than yesterday.

like a diaper lining. in the dark and getting shit on

Like a fish gone belly up.

drunk and happy

Throat hurts, been hurting for a while with this fucking NC weather. Also, a bit lonely.

Craptastic.

i so horribly and terribly agree and couldn't sympathize more. such an irritating situation to be that guy but not interested in changing.

lazy. i need a new job. haha.

Good. I'm getting things done and it makes me happy. Progress'd!

I thought I was the only one right now.

weird but ok. Digesting, thinking. Getting on with life. Stubbornly refusing to sleep.

Broke but strong.

Splitting motherfucking headache!

betrayed
sad
annoyed
sad
irritated
sad
let down

intoxicated.

Hungry and tried. Drinking a GREAT fucking cup of coffee and eating a fresh made bagel.

Ask me again in 15.

Nervous. Anxious. Excited. Exhilarated. Terrified. Sort of like my "first time". Except now it may be my last time... different area of life, but still causes the same rush feelings.

Sleepy, but I'm having coffee, so I'll feel more awake soon. REALLY annoyed that my job is trying to open today instead of staying closed for the snow. It's all about the $$$$.

heartbroken
used
sick

Low when I should be high...like I should know more, but don't. Inadequate, as always.

Better than yesterday.
Even better than the day before.

Thanks. *looks up*

Calm (we will see how long that lasts since I am on my second cup of coffee)

Restless and restrained.

Still anxious, excited. Not in control, and I don't like that at all.

dissatisfied.

Unsure, and in need of coffee.

Disappointed in myself, because I can't seem to force myself to do anything productive when I should, unless I absolutely have to.

Annoyed now. The admission that was rescheduled from Thursday to this morning got rescheduled again. And now I'm up.

Energetic and productive.

cold
hungover a little
I'll be in pajama pants all day

More loss more loss more loss.
My dear sweet lady across the hall neighbor & friend,
The lady next to her apt, also.. all gone.
...and now the lovely gentlemean to the right of my apt.
We had the biggest crush on each other.
He had 90 plus years of good living, wits included.

It still hurts.
Another loss compounds other losses.
I understand more fully, that look in the eyes of the old.
Each passing moment is a lesson.

My ex-mother-law had to endure five of her seven children dying before her.
I'm the youngster at the home for the elderly and disabled.

How am I feeling?

Light and variable.
In the moment.
Horny.
Alive.

Horribly hung... over.

Now I know why I limit my drinking to so few occasions! Driving 4 hours in this state SUCKS!

tired.
annoyed.
and a little hurt.