Oi

I don't feel very bloggy. I wish i had something clever say. I don't. I feel 70, i bitch about handicapped parking znd constipation. I go to bed at 9:30 Wohoooo. No seriously, i need some excitement. I don't have any adrenaline rushes. I lay on the sofa, i ride around i the wheelchair at the mall and i go to publix. I can go out to eat sometimes. I would like to go to a braves game but too much walking. Six flags is out of the question but you know i love roller coasters...... I am sort of bored. I kmow that comes from within but this fucking cancer has sapped so much and taken so much away from me that not much is left. I want it back. I hate this asshole growing inside of me. I have never said that before but I am really geting over it. It is summer, it is sunny, i should be running around and i am in a nightgown on the sofa. One day at a time....ok peace out.