started out to be a pissy day. Hit the dojo down the road...popped a few bucks and then worked out.... yay! But ended up fucking up with my chest and had to quit for a bit before I started in again.
I love to text.. chat and talk. And it is relativly easy to text while kickin the bag. About as easy as riding a bull in a china shop, trying extra hard not to break anything.
I quit ... came home, its only a three minute walk. Maybe a lil more.
I am a lil worried... and a lil turns into a lot. That happens with PARANOID SCHITZOS. lol. that is why they call them paranoid. A little reassurance every so often goes a long way.
I just wanted to say to a few peeps that actually stuck through it... Thanks. Your the bestest friends a girl could want. And you know who you are.