I accidentally deleted my WordPress installation on ATS, so I gave up completely. No one really helps me out on the web, so I knew that posting a message asking for help was useless. Alas, I’ve had this domain name for a few days, so I’m going to use it.
That being said, I’m not going to register anymore domains. None. Nada. Zip. Zilch. I’ll probably renew what I have, but this whole having more than one domain is for the birds. I might change hosts, but I really like the sites I have now, and I’m satisfied with them.
I’m burned out of websites for now. I want to do the math homework that is due on Monday, but I can’t get motivated to do it. I haven’t learned a damned thing this quarter. I’m still sick, but I’m in the annoying no-taste, no-smell stages, and my left nostril is 100% plugged, so it freely runs. To counter act that, I’ve been overdosing on Benadryl and Mucinex, which makes me sleep. If anyone wants to help me restore WordPress, I’d be grateful, though I haven’t communicated with my host at all this year (though he was more than eager to communicate with that cunt who shit talked me). I think that sucks, but what can I do?
These horse pills were prescribed for my infection:

I take two every eight hours, and they’re so hard to swallow. I feel better today than I did yesterday, so I’m getting well.
Dennis and I went in for our therapy today. I have to make a list of things I want him to change about himself if we’re going to stay married. Don’t get me wrong, I love Dennis with all of my heart, but I cannot sit by and be verbally and emotionally abused anymore. So I have to make a list of the changes I want to see in him and take it to the mental health facility on Saturday. I want this marriage to work, but at the same time I know that it takes two to make a marriage work.