today i woke again in a panic because doc wasn't in bed yet and i wondered if he was home and freaking out a little and then i heard him cough and fell back to sleep for a while. i got up at around 10:20 and haven't done a thing since. but i've only been up for two hours, how much can possibly be expected from me? it's not like i had kids to look after.
i really got lucky with that one, finding someone who didn't want kids as much as i didn't want kids. i'm just about too old to have a healthy child and nothing is changing. his biological clock isn't going off and mine doesn't even tick.
ugh, it's only wednesday. i want to take a nap, but i can only do that on thursdays, fridays and saturdays. the days doc doesn't need coffee to get up for work. i don't know why i'm so tired. i'm torn between taking a diet pill and making coffee. making coffee and drinking more than a cup gets me yelled at, so i best not do that. i made him mad somehow yesterday and it sucked, want to avoid that at all costs. so i'll take a diet pill and wake the fuck up. i can't be dozing here. i have stuff to do. not much but stuff.