Heroin Chic

I'm currently spoting a great look for the holidays. Heroin chic. As if the hospital didn't leave enough damage on every visible vein, the lab today finished it off. They actually blew out three more veins. So that's five nice bruises with track marks. And my ever so honest friends "You look thin and tired". Dammit, the scale says I'm the same. I did however wash my grungy hair this afternoon. After a very long weekend with the wedding and the concert. I'm glad the wedding was Sat and the concert on Sunday. I have been helping out my dark circles under my eyes by crying about everything I watched on TV today. Everything. Today should have been a full day of rest but I had you know "shit" to do. I hate that. Tomorrow I get to drive to Orlando to see my fav specialist. I'll have the pleasure of driving home at rush hour, so there's that to look forward too. Wed, rest? Nope. Shop for Thursday Brunch. Brunch on Thanksgiving? Yep. It's Mom's birthday and that's what she wants. Honey can cook it. Oh AND then we get to go to his family's dinner! Yay! So maybe, maybe, maybe Friday I can sleep. All damn day. Then next week it's off to Paris and London. I can sleep on the plane if I'm lucky.