I don't need a clover; I need God to quit bitch-smacking me.
Oh yeah, and I forgot this nasty little detail that actually just dawned on me today at work: I went from smoking maybe 5-6 cigarettes a day (I was working on quitting) to smoking a pack a day because my damn hands won't quit shaking and everytime I'm not occupying myself with something constructive, my anger levels sky rocket and I have a hard time containing the destructive tendencies that boil up. Oh, and the stress.
He he, I'm losing my mind and I don't seem to have anyone around to even reap the benefits.
Oh, and my football team's running back got arrested for assault. WAY TO SPEND THE OFFSEASON *******!!!