TURD

I am tired. As my stepfather used to say , I'm tired. T-U-R-D, tired.
I forgot to mention that yesterday after I got to work I was very out of it from lack of sleep, emotional (wanted to sit down and cry)... called my sponsor.
As I was talking to her on my cell, she says "Wow, you guys are slammed"... turns out she was driving to get a coffee and just happened to be blocks from my work when I called.
So she drove in met with me for a minute or two or three, then she went and got me a frappachino and brought it back for me, and a donut, too.
It was soo cool for her to be there like that.
Anyhow...today is Sunday,
and I spent last night at Debra's house, which was odd, she can be odd. Her three dogs are very much under the illusion they are lapdogs but the smallest one weighs fifty pounds.
Mr. Mike and Sparky slept with me.
We were supposed to go canoeing this morning but I woke up to Thunderboomers, and went back to sleep. Debra let me sleep for a couple hours.... then i got up, and she went back to her room to sleep,
and I read the paper (remind me to look up that cop jewelry at cuffnstuff dot com or whatever it was.)
Anyhow... we went to see HELLBOY II and that was pretty good, then I went to see my brother, he gave me the registration for the truck so I can get insurance,
and then I went to a meeting, and picked up my ninety day chip.
then I went to see WALL-E which was pretty good, just didn't want to go home, but now that I am it's pretty quiet and I'm going to sleep.
Busy day, stayed sober, another sober day. Yay.