yow

so the shot went fine, but now it feels like someone repeatedly punched me in the crook of my right arm. the blood draw itself was tolerable. remind me next time, will you?

I'm out in a few to head to a meeting, I really have an inconsistency with capitalizing from entry to entry - sorry. so I'm leaving soon, and I didn't need to come here, but here I am anyways. it was interesting to chat with kristin today about varying degrees of my raging alcoholism, from car wrecks to relationshipwrecks (!) to jails to the ghetto in hartford, and back. it's funny how my mind will discard every single one of those experiences for the one time I had fun, and looked fabulous doing it.

there's a ton of stuff I want to say right now that goes under the saftey net of Who Might Be Reading, so I'll have to digress for now. and that's all the time we have for today -

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