Sickness and Health

I got my fawn tattoo. It's traditional style, on the front of my upper left thigh. I got a great deal and I want to go back to the same artist to get the lamb on the front of my upper right thigh, symmetry, eh?

All sorts of sickness is annihilating me.

I hate my fucking neighbors.

I feel very lonely, mostly, and tired, and sad.

Company would be nice. I want to play apples to apples, or scrabble, or cards, and just be quiet and not alone for a while.

So, for now, I am a sad sack, blogging about misery. Whatever.