The State I'm In.
Personal: +2 (a schizoid -7 and 9)
Did I miss anything?
It's been really hard getting back into this blogging thing lately. Remember when Olympia Dukakis says to Daryl Hannah in Steel Magolias "If you don't have anything nice to say, well then, come sit by me?" Yeah. That's how I'm feeling lately. I haven't got a whole lot of good stuff to say these days. Not because The Good Stuff isn't happening, but The Bad Stuff has been really bad. No-Energy-To-Even-Blagh Blagh-About-It-On-Blogger Bad.
Mr. X has tied the noose around my neck and is getting ready to kick the chair out from under my feet. And I'm a *wee bit* stressed about it. I don't think I can say much more about it for fear of having it Used Against Me in a Court of Law kind of thing. Which reminds me that there is a gigundo bill from my divorce lawyer waiting for me in an unopened envelope on the living room chair (which is mine). Sigh.
So you can see I'm a real barrel of laughs these days. Thank god for My Vacation otherwise I'd be an absolute basket case.