A Fever You Can't Sweat Out, part 2
I called in sick to work today. My throat has been bothering me lately. And I'm super tired all the time, even with naps and uninterrupted sleep. I woke up this morning with a sore throat, headache, and sweating. I went back to sleep for a little bit, took some vitamin c, and i feel better now. Still really groggy, but my throat doesn't hurt as much.
So the poll results were 3 for yes, 3 for no. Haha, that doesn't help me.
bettierage phoned in her vote, which was the third no.
I'm hungry, and I have no food here. I desperately need to go to the grocery store.
I went bowling last night, but felt a little woozy and not-all-the-way-there. I think it was the beginning of the sickness. I really can't miss work tomorrow. Hmph!
Then I hung out with Bridgette downtown for a little bit and caught some shows. That girl is a winding staircase. Or rather hanging out with her is like trying to maneuver a winding staircase after 10 shots of whiskey. I think I want to make an art project out of her. And the guys she goes after. Like the left page can be a photo of her, and the right page can be a photo of whatever dude she is eyeing at the time. Which changes. Last night there were three. One of the guy's friends was actually a graphic designer and got my info so we can network. He says he has big clients and is over his head sometimes. While we were talking about Adobe programs, Bridgette and the dude No. 2 were talking about how he's pretty sure every girl wants to sleep with him. Way to pick em, Bridge.
I'm searching for inspiration to do some really incredible creative project. I feel like the truly good ones come somewhat effortlessly. Cause when passion is driving you, it hardly seems like work. I think just getting to the starting point is all the hard work. I'm in the middle zone right now. I'm not being completely non-productive, but I'm only doing things other people give me.
So the poll results were 3 for yes, 3 for no. Haha, that doesn't help me.
bettierage phoned in her vote, which was the third no.
I'm hungry, and I have no food here. I desperately need to go to the grocery store.
I went bowling last night, but felt a little woozy and not-all-the-way-there. I think it was the beginning of the sickness. I really can't miss work tomorrow. Hmph!
Then I hung out with Bridgette downtown for a little bit and caught some shows. That girl is a winding staircase. Or rather hanging out with her is like trying to maneuver a winding staircase after 10 shots of whiskey. I think I want to make an art project out of her. And the guys she goes after. Like the left page can be a photo of her, and the right page can be a photo of whatever dude she is eyeing at the time. Which changes. Last night there were three. One of the guy's friends was actually a graphic designer and got my info so we can network. He says he has big clients and is over his head sometimes. While we were talking about Adobe programs, Bridgette and the dude No. 2 were talking about how he's pretty sure every girl wants to sleep with him. Way to pick em, Bridge.
I'm searching for inspiration to do some really incredible creative project. I feel like the truly good ones come somewhat effortlessly. Cause when passion is driving you, it hardly seems like work. I think just getting to the starting point is all the hard work. I'm in the middle zone right now. I'm not being completely non-productive, but I'm only doing things other people give me.