I hate being being sick ALL the time. It's horrible. I am a jealous mean person when I am sick. Nick gets to go to all these fabulous places, like DC on the 4th of July, and last weekend he was going to theme parks.. all while I am stuck here. It's true, misery loves company... and when I am miserable, I hate hearing about peoples amazing lives. I know I sound like a mentally messed up bitch, but it's how I feel... and the point of a blog, is to write how you feel.

I want to have some fucking fun too. The only fun I ever get to look forward to is my next pain pill.
I just want to go home now. Home home, not my moms house, but home.