A little woozy from the oxycodone. So stringing words together is not exactly my forte at the moment.
A lot of people talk about how they have issues with friending their Mom or SO or whomever. What about your boss? Hmm? I'm on linked-in (don't use it much) and lately all my coworkers have been showing up and inviting me into their networks. And now it keeps recommending my boss to me. So, not like he's on facebook (he may be, I don't know), or as a twitter-pal, but I still haven't hit the invite button yet.
Just trying to make it through the week. Although I'm not feeling itchy for not writing in so long.
Have to report back to the doctors this week. So hopefully tomorrow will be better.
Like I said, not focused. Wish I could take vicodin. That whole paranoid delusion thing isn't worth it though.
Tomorrow I should be better focused. I have been writing posts in the two minute intervals I get when I can type before the pain starts and between what is becoming a hectic work week (need to save up the arm for the paying stuff).
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