Crazy People

I feel:: aggravated

I think my car might be invisible. I just got a new car the other day. Brand spankin' new. It's Electric Blue. I think people just don't see it. Either that or these crazy ass people around here just can't drive for shit. I think the latter, rather than the former may be true. I'm happy that I got a brand new car, but now I'm paranoid thinking that all these crazy drivers are going to run right into my brand spankin' new car.

I managed to get out of the house yesterday to eat lunch with a lady that I know. We went to Vino's. That was the extent of my getting out of the house yesterday. I wore myself out with that little outing. Today, I had a guitar lesson and then I went to Sufficient Grounds to eat. I was exhausted when I got home. I slept till like 8:00pm. I am still dizzy from all the sinus junk. I tripped over my guitar case when I was in my lesson and Paul just looked at me like I was crazy. So, I had to explain why I've been sick for 3 weeks from a 3 day cold that I caught from his son. I can't bring myself to tell him about the Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. I don't want him to pity me or to shun me. Some people think CFS is contagious like AIDS, but it's not.
I feel like I need to lose some weight, but every time I try, I get into that eating disordered way of thinking and I go overboard with it and wind up being even more depressed than I usually am. So, I can be depressed, or be fat and depressed. What a choice.

I'm bored, bored, bored, but I'm too sick to go out and do anything.