How I survive shit...

These last few weeks have not been super easy.

I'm not sleeping well and I'm sort of blue.

And my anxiety is back...sort of.  It's kind of hit and miss.

I've been quiet about it, because...well because it's none of your fucking business.

But with the help of my St. John's Wort, my gal CaLorie, a little bit of junk food, immensely great news from TWO friends, a bad horror movie, the promise of a great one in the making, and the anticipation of seeing Mumford and Sons...I'm pulling through.

Oh...and this shit.

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Okay, that never happened, (or did it?) but trust me.  

This lip balm is the fucking shiz.

Buy it.

It's for a good cause...
Each time someone buys a tube, a crack whore gets his/her wings.

Amanda Nelson must be the mother fucking bomb because she fucking sells wishes.  

Wishes in tubes.

And how can you pass that up??
Plus it's called Unicorn Farts.

Check out her page...with your credit card ready!!!

You're welcome humanity!

*Posted/Copied with Miss Nelson's express permission.  Because I'm not a dick.