so i have to get back into writing, hence why i started this diary. i'm sick of being lost for words, and i'm sick of not writing anymore. i feel like my brain is slowly becoming sludge, and it has nothing to do with weed, it has to do with the fact i never write anymore. work today went quickly. that was nice. i'm pretty good at my job. actually, i'm really good at my job. i'm basically their perfect employee, and it brings me back to my YMCA volunteering days. the only thing that i fucked up was i started missing alot of work, but i'm back on track again. Chris is at his mom's. and i miss him every much, but in his absence i have a chance to have a mommy/daughter day, which i haven't done in forever. so i'll probably write another entry later. xosamysexpot