Go Tell It to the Trees Egghead.
That's a name of a song by The Future Sound of London, and I quite like the title and the song itself. Check it out.
Just a couple points that have managed to pervade my existence this morning. I am not looking forward to forcing the last and final antibiotic down Esme's throat. My right hand is red striped from all the bites and scratches from her adamant opposition. I am also not looking forward to cleaning out my cup because our bathroom sink backs up... I am not looking forward to coming home later, with a shitton of errands to attend to, to also have to deal with cleaning because I didn't have enough time yesterday.. I am not looking forward to also having to spend time working on homework and to coordinate food eating for the week... *sigh* but that's life, afterall...
And for some reason I really feel the need to mention that I haven't worn a bra since October, when I had that stupid ringworm right on my bra line. It's been treating me well. Actually I notice that my nipples don't get tender before bleeding like they used to when I was wearing a bra occasionally.
I went to bed at freaking 9pm, and I woke up at 4:30am... I wish I had slept more.. But what am I going to do... *big sigh*
The original intention for spring break was to go back to Wisconsin. My parents were supposed to come out here the 24th until March 1st or something like that, but due to circumstances, they aren't coming out here anymore. I cried really hard when I found that out. I miss my family so much; it's definitely been quite the challenge being this far away from them. Then we decided that I would meet them in Redding, CA for my sister's 16th birthday, just for the weekend because she has school... but then Michael suggested that I would have time to go back to Wisconsin before heading to Redding, but Michael also wants to back to Wisconsin, and what are we going to do with the kitties? It's such a mess and that's less than a month away. *sigh*
Anyway, I should start my day.
Just a couple points that have managed to pervade my existence this morning. I am not looking forward to forcing the last and final antibiotic down Esme's throat. My right hand is red striped from all the bites and scratches from her adamant opposition. I am also not looking forward to cleaning out my cup because our bathroom sink backs up... I am not looking forward to coming home later, with a shitton of errands to attend to, to also have to deal with cleaning because I didn't have enough time yesterday.. I am not looking forward to also having to spend time working on homework and to coordinate food eating for the week... *sigh* but that's life, afterall...
And for some reason I really feel the need to mention that I haven't worn a bra since October, when I had that stupid ringworm right on my bra line. It's been treating me well. Actually I notice that my nipples don't get tender before bleeding like they used to when I was wearing a bra occasionally.
I went to bed at freaking 9pm, and I woke up at 4:30am... I wish I had slept more.. But what am I going to do... *big sigh*
The original intention for spring break was to go back to Wisconsin. My parents were supposed to come out here the 24th until March 1st or something like that, but due to circumstances, they aren't coming out here anymore. I cried really hard when I found that out. I miss my family so much; it's definitely been quite the challenge being this far away from them. Then we decided that I would meet them in Redding, CA for my sister's 16th birthday, just for the weekend because she has school... but then Michael suggested that I would have time to go back to Wisconsin before heading to Redding, but Michael also wants to back to Wisconsin, and what are we going to do with the kitties? It's such a mess and that's less than a month away. *sigh*
Anyway, I should start my day.