spun
2003-04-26 | 9:46 p.m.

I cannot believe how tired I am. My eye is twitching.

I got off work and drove immediately to Dallas to Jessica's son, Max's, birthday party. I am obligated. Max is like family. So, I am exhausted and having panic attacks on the way to this rock climbing place in bum fuck egypt dallas. I finally get there and everyone is rock climbing and having a grand old time. Jessica has pnemounia so she is hopped up on codiene cough syrup and a pain killer I gave her. I am sitting and pouting, my eye twitching.

Why am I not climbing you ask?

Well, I did it once. Besides the fact that my ass looked huge in the harness which no one told me and I had to learn from later pictures, I find it extremely boring and unsatisfying.

You climb to the top and nothing happens. It would be different if there was like a bell to ring or maybe you got a prize or something.

Well, anyway- it wasn't about me, it was about Max. Who is eleven today which freaks me out cause I held him as a newborn.

After the climbing everyone went to pizza. I guess I looked so awful that I was excused and Jessica gave me the key to her apartment where I will spend the night.

me need sleep, rest and some good hot lovin. two months....

current cd: the white stripes

current tv: i have kind of quit the tube for now.

current movie: I am going to try to see Spun tomorrow.

current mood: disoriented and twitchy