i've had IV valium before and i remember it being a lot of fun. so this morning when i took my meds, i only took a half a valium to see if i can stay awake. today is supposed to be a rainy day, i don't want to sleep through that.
no dreams. it was a dead sleep. i didn't even wake up when i got too hot. i just took off my comforter. i woke up with it off this morning and quickly cuddled up in it. when i woke up i stayed in bed for a few minutes but i can't do that. i have to jump up bleary eyed and rush out into the door jam.
i should write an angry poem about my leather being gone. but that would be admitting that my leather is really gone. i thought about it yesterday and i can't get mad, i'm still too sad about it and thwarted in my vengeance scheme. there are cameras in the parking lot where mike works. and i don't know where he lives. i need some big friends to beat him up. but i don't have any big friends. and nothing i do will get me that leather back. revenge is meaningless, after all is said and done. unless you can do a liam neeson thing on them.