Me: -4? Really?

Weather: *snickers* Just wait. This ain’t Florida kid

Me: 243 days till Sunshine, beaches, and 70’s in January.

Weather: Maybe, but I have a hurricane, a food and rain EVERY night at 5pm. Just when you’re driving home.

Me: Fuck you

5 Gratefuls:

• God. He get’s me even though I don’t get myself
• sunshine. It’s cold as fuck but at least the sun is shining
• hot coffee
• Roy eating. When he don’t eat I get scared. After 2 days he’s finally eating. It’s a God thing
• doing stuff. There’s NO way I’m going outside but I’ve manage to wash 6 feet of hair (I need a haircut sooooo bad) make my bed, put real food in me, smoke only 1 cig since waking and I’ve done 2 loads of laundry and it’s barely noon. Go me!

Grannies, listening and reading will come later today. I promise *crosses heart*

BEST version – even with the silly mask