Paying the Price

I knew it was a bad idea. I bought a bottle of diet Pepsi to go with the Chinese takeaway we had, and it wasn't the caffiene free variety. It was the first caffiene in a long time, and I can feel myself heading towards manic. There are so many things to do, and I need to do them RIGHT NOW!!! I was talking to Xander earlier, and he was having trouble understanding me because I was talking so fast. I only paused to take a breath, then it was off again. I hate that. I hate being manic. People think oits fun, but it's not. It's hell. You want to wind down, but your mind and body won't let you. I'll be lucky to get two hours sleep tonight. Xander and I both have appointments in the morning, so I can't exactly try to nap after getting him off to school. Joe said he'd send the child support tomorrow he'd better do that I owe MW money for the rent. I want to move. I hate this apartmenty I want to find someplace better without cockroaches and landlords who are dirty old men who make you uncomfortable I saw some flats online from some local websites and I wonder if I could talk MW into moving in with us and being my roommate to make it better and get something nicer than we have right now he's almost 34 it's time he moved out of his parents house already!!!!!

I think bloogging and mania don't go well together I can';t seem to type now so I will just go ahead and clean the kitchen my gods it needs it.