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[nebris]

~Buckethead woke me up around 6ish by crashing over a bunch of shit because he's a big fat idiot. He was acting like he was gonna get yelled at, but I was just glad he was okay.

I think we're just feeding the fucking neighbor’s cat and that George is no longer under the house. She[?] was sitting on top of the trucklette last night when I came out with the bowls like she[?] was waiting for the fucking dinner bell and only ran off a short ways, all while keeping a close eye on 'the hole'. *sigh* I think we have to accept that George is gone. This thought ruins me. *starts fucking crying again*

I have been kicking the shit out of myself because I was the one who was supposed to take care of the window thingy by the AC, but only pushed it back into place because I was so heat exhausted. I feel Broken and Useless. Le-Le has to keep reminding me of all that I do for her and the lil shits.

It's times like this when I half wish my Sobriety wasn't so solid and I could just get fucked up and Forget. But I know far too well that I would always Remember and so I might as well just ride it out until I stop bleeding ...whenever the fuck that's gonna be.

I need some more sleep....