We were supposed to have steak and potatoes, but due to horrible delays in the Lincoln tunnel this is dinner. I want Port Authority to reimburse me.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
I was doing so well, more or less, these last two days, but then the traffic this morning just made me want to jump out of the bus. Like, ask the bus driver to stop the bus around the toll area. Like, look like a terrorist or something suspicious. So I popped a pill. It kept me on the bus, but I feel like I lost again. It's crushing. And I'm really tired because I took the mental pill, not the physical one. Something has to change.