Excessive

Terrible day, pretty much. I kinda hate work now, don't feel that comfortable there anymore. I didn't eat anything today besides a bagel at 5:20am and a bowl of chips five minutes ago. I feel like shit, feel worthless, feel like a joke.

I'm taking a sleeping pill and pretending I don't exist now.

The last two days have been a complete blur, barely any memories of what I've been through, so I can't exactly go into any kind of detail.

Yesterday was my wonderful root canal, which I managed to get through with the help of some pain killers and xanax... I made a follow up appointment for December 21st, and then went and got another prescription filled out, then headed to work right away. I don't really remember how I got there or anything, I don't really remember work that day either. It's kind of weird, I don't remember how I got home either.

Gotta go to work in a few minutes... I was planning to write a bit but I suppose I can try to do it after work if I'm not too tired. Progress on rewriting the panel for this is down the tube, I just scrapped what I had. Gotta rethink it...

I'd write more but I have a headache.

For some reason when I look through the crack in my curtains right in front of me, in my room, it looks like sunlight; I realize that it's just a light, reflecting on the snow on a car, but still, it made look twice to make sure it wasn't THAT early in the morning... cause ya know, that would just be insanity! INSANITY! Yeah, this paragraph came out of nowhere, pretty much in a fear of writing about anything else in my head hah. Oh well... that whole sunlight dealy was pretty entertaining in it's own right, so I'll let that be the highlight of the entry, because as we all know, there has to be a highlight.

I finally reached over 200 hours in Disgaea. I think, and the keyword is think, I don't really have any more reasons to live. I accomplished so much that I guess I've done everything in life that's to do! Oooh, Disgaea, how I love thee.