One Week

One Week

I've survived a week alone. When I left work last night, I told StressedRPh that I was going to stop at the grocery store near the house to pick up…

Every Fucking Time.

I swear to fucking god, the universe won't let me have my birth certificate. I was so chuffed discovering I can print the passport application form at work. It was…
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Good morning, and TGIF. TGIFF, really. Thank god it's fucking Friday. It's been a long fucking week. I've gone from planning his escape to planning my own potential escape. The…