not feeling like writing today. my tics are getting so bad that i can't sit still in my chair. the only reprieves i get are during my 2-minute cigarette appointments. arrgh.
anyways, last night's _american idol_ (the guys were singing) was actually decently good. the guys didn't sing as many cheese ballads, and i enjoyed their performances for the most part. we'll see if the girls can do the same tonight.
i really need to go home and just relax.
more and more people know about cwg. it used just be wingman W, but now it's gotten to the point where two of my coworkers were discussing me and her in the hallway. i don't want this publicity! i gotta make an effort to tell these people to keep it on the down low.
wow, it's only tuesday. this week has been going by very slowly.
have you ever burped and accidentally regurgitated some of food you had just eaten? that just happened to me now. unfortunately, it wasn't anything tasty; instead, it was the bad "indian" food (note the quotes) they served in the company cafeteria. ick. eww.
i'm tired of having tics. i don't know what happened. i was doing fine, and then last march they just came back in full force. and now, it's steadily degenerating to the point where i'm useless. sigh.
maybe i need to go back to seeing my chiropractor. i'm sort of afraid of calling him up because he'll bug me about going on that no-carb diet, but maybe i can just tell him to lay off of me and just give me a fucking adjustment. *shrug*
ok, that's enough out of me today. gonna have a smoke and just calm down.