I really want a drink.  So I told you all this morning that I was going to need to lean on you for a some support.  This is one of those times.  I’ve had a stressful day at work, first day back in awhile and man I feel like some carbs and alcohol.  It’s funny how I can go through hours on my feet in the kitchen and not be stressed at all. I guess I thrive in that situation, but put me back in the office and I immediately want to hit the bottle.  Tonight I’m hosting Bingo at my favorite place, Rumpy’s Tavern, it will be a blast but I’ll be around lots of booze.  I won’t drink it, I know I’m stronger than that, but still need to vent.  How is this for you?  Is it ok?  Can I lean you on you guys for support?  Also, please, don’t feel like I’m going crazy when I write stuff like this, I’m totally fine.  I just need to vent.  I posted something on my Facebook one time and I immediately got a message from a friend of a friend of my mothers (does that make sense) asking why I was depressed.  I’m not depressed, or at least not anymore than I normally am.  So just read or don’t read but do not jump to any conclusions.  Does that make sense?

On another topic, I have the cutest damn dog in the world, why can’t I get laid?  I thought that’s what cute dogs were for?  What the hell, and by hell you know what I mean!  I really need to re-evaluate how I’m doing things.  Have a good night!