My Poor Stomach

I wasn't blessed with a powerful calorie crushing stomach. Mine hurts every two weeks so that I can't eat and just want to sit on the couch and watch t.v. for days on end. I then get the Espresso Depresso and wallow in self pity until the shower calls my name, then it's off to the gym, then back to the couch. Tomorrow I'll make it in to work for about eight hours, maybe a little longer. I'm not looking forward to that at all, I need to find something else to do, I have two jobs, I like one of them, but it doesn't pay the bills, the other is interesting, and may grow on me in time. I miss my brother, and my special friend, and the dog. I can't seem to replace them, maybe I'll move, follow everyone else I know into the unknown, again. For the time being I'll jump in the shower, and go grab a snack. Hope your day is going well.