Where our heroine is humilated... AGAIN!!!

I have one or two 'habits' that occur when I am particular tired One will be a semi hypnogogic fantasy where I speak out my side only and I sleep talk and am rather coherent at it too. Why am I humilated to mention this. Well at 1.38 am on the 6th of August my phone decided to call someone, I had no choices. I had no clue that it was happening. so there is a vague/likely chance that the poor guy got treated to my midnight ramblings. So yes humiliation, thy name is Angie!

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Friends make me wonder just what I did to deserve them. I feel very fortunate to have mine.

One thing though. I hate my picture, for some reason I end up with a face twice the size, now i either am the victim of bad self image and need to lose a tank of weight or the victim of horrid angles one way or another it has wreaked havok on my ego.

And how can one embody happy and depressed together