all I do is look at twitter anyay
today we got in an argument about him taking care of me. which is a joke. he gets groceries and pays my bills and tells me how much to smoke and when to eat. which i don't do. he is so obtuse. he's so obtuse i had to stop and let him google "obtuse" during the argument. because i am a cunt and i won't define the words i use. which makes him think i made them up. so i make him google them. i hate the way he accuses me of all this shit all the time for no reason. so he tells me what to do. so i make it impossible to follow along for fun.
he finds me drugged on the floor bleeding and doesn't take me to the hospital. he washes me with ice cold water, yeah, he cares. it must hurt him to care so much. oh now he cares because i had a coughing fit and interrupted his stupid show he's watching. i think he's watching Lost now. which puts him in a bad mood and then he wants to explain it all to me and that puts me in a bad mood. i wish that show had never been made. what a waste of 120 episodes. time i will never get back. it let me know never to watch a JJ Abrahms production again willingly.
oh time to turn off the outside lights and open the blinds. my favorite part of the day. and the up side to sitting here at this computer is that i have an excellent view of where the sun comes up. and since the big tree is bare, the sunrise is big. there are still houses blocking it, but the tree being bare makes a huge difference.
i don't know if i mentioned it, the last few days are a blur. the last ten years is a blur. anyway. i'm sick again. i never leave the house or am exposed to others and yet i keep getting sick. and my ribs are cracked, so coughing is an adventure in white hot pain. doc has the compassion of a cluster bomb. so i've been passed out on cough and cold medication. the kind that's supposed to knock you out until you're better. it did put me to sleep sitting up in the living room on the floor in front of the couch. its not like there is a big difference as far as he can tell.
i want my laptop back. i want him to quit using it. i went through a LOT of trouble to set these computers up for him and clean them off.
so i ignore him when he asks f i want it back.
i want a cigarette, but i can't stop coughing long enough to get one in.