this isn't exactly blogging anymore, it's a piss-and-moan-log, heretofore written and known as pamlogging.
i actually did lose it last night (good thing i just bought a ginormous box of tissues the other day), i actually did get the cap off the bottle, and i swallowed one-half a vicadin to "take the edge off".
i feel just as shitty today. don't feel like doing any art. went and got a haircut last night since i won't be able to hack at it myself for several weeks, and it looks just as bad today as it did yesterday. stupid fucking hairdressers.