I do not miss Michael doing stupid crap like standing on that skinny bit of rock sticking out over the ocean, though.
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He also has no bathroom and has to pee on himself, which doesn't seem to bother him too much. Here he is enjoying the aroma of his dirty armpits.
What? WHAT????!
Ugh.
So
Fucking
Tired today.
It hurt when I woke up, actually hurt. I had no milk, therefore I had no coffee. Yeah, I'm a wuss that can't drink her coffee without milk. A lot of milk. My head was pounding and my jaw was all stiff. I'm either clenching my jaw or grinding my teeth in my sleep. Or both. Michael says he's never heard me grind my teeth, so maybe it's just the lovely TMJ that's giving me those wonderful headaches in the mornings. I accomplished going to the store and getting milk and dog food. No cleaning, and I made a pizza because it takes like 5 minutes to jazz up some tomato sauce and throw some ingredients on a crust.
Fuck! When am I going to feel better? I guess I better get cracking on that search for a new doctor. Yeah, that would help...
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Ever wonder what a tortured Sim looks like?
Meet Josh. He lives in a basement. His TV is turned around and faces the wall so he can't watch it. Or turn it off, which means he can't sleep.
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