Those are my new dogs, Grandma and Grandpa. Grandma is the dark one. Grandpa is the one with spots. they are so cute that I just want to punch them in the face. I don't, though.
I'm leaving in a little bit. It's my day off. I have to go to therapy tonight. I'm kinda nervous. I used to downright scared when I would go to my weekly therapy sessions. But now, however, I'm just kinda nervous about going, so that's a positive.
I used to have my sessions on wednesdays at 11am. Now, though, she switched me to friday at 5pm. It's a pretty drastic change. It's winter time, so 5pm means that it's pitch dark outside. Plus, 5pm is the time that I start coming down from the caffeine high I ride all day. I'm less hyper, a bit tired, and I swear I'm just a few seconds away from just going to therapy in my pajamas.
It's pretty nice. Plus, it's really helped me stop cutting myself. It's not that I don't want to do it anymore. I do. I hate myself and cutting is how I remove the bad blood from my body. But I don't do it. My therapy lady has made me realize that there are people out there that care about me and that's why I don't cut anymore.
I have an epic screensaver on this computer. EPIC!
It's a sweet and addictive slide show taken from a massive folder filled with over 2,200 crazy pictures. The pictures are a mixture of family photos, funny pictures, and a massive collection of old cult movie posters. My whole family loves just looking at it and flipping thru it to see what's cool and what's new.
Here are a few of my favorites ...
I know you have Travolta fever. I do, too.