Neither is having only 2 hands, 1 jacked up mind, and a huge freaking hole in your heart. (or 3), oh! and no clean clothes.
Not going well dear blog readers. I think I may have to call in a possee or two. I wish that I could write, but I know that you would all run down the street nekked screaming helppppppppppppppppppppppp (or I would?)