Garlic Smooties, yuk
My body is showing me what I did to it last week it really didn't like. The full on cold symptoms hit me today and after a sleepless night with stomach cramps on Monday. I drank everyday over the thanksgiving break and hardly slept. Thursday night I took Laura out and we went drinking and shared a cigarette. It was the first time that I have ever smoked a cigarette. I was really drunk, but I can't say I found it completely unpleasant, though I don't think I am interested in doing again. And making out afterward with that tobacco breath is a little rough. I am still in a constant state of flux with Laura but I still love her and probably always will. Yesterday I became a year older. I have no more exciting birthdays left. At least none that will even in an of themselves be exciting. I just have to make up for it with wild times. I can't wait until the semester ends. Get to go back home over winter break. I will be working and house sitting for Joanne. Yay, house sitting. She has already given me permission to enjoy their liquor cabinet. I need to make some money. I managed to kill all my money in my checking account the other day. This is an expensive year at school. Of course I am also cheap and hate spending money unnecessarily. I miss Laura, getting to hang out with her again just reminded me of why I love being with her so and now I think I even miss her more. But I am not supposed to act desperate and we are not dating. Overall I am doing well, despite illness. Though garlic doesn't belong anywhere near a smoothie. ICK. At least it was healthy. I think that was the fastest I have ever drank a smoothie.
On a different note.
Why does religion have as much of a tendency to bring out the worst in people as it does the best? The assoc. minister of my church whom I grew up with will not do the wedding ceremony for one of her kids that has been going to that church since she was a wee young'n because she is marring an atheist. How much crap is that. Does it matter if you believe in something? Just because I don't believe there are stupid people doesn't mean that one can't run up and hit me.
Would rant more but have class.
Home, where all my booze is.
On a different note.
Why does religion have as much of a tendency to bring out the worst in people as it does the best? The assoc. minister of my church whom I grew up with will not do the wedding ceremony for one of her kids that has been going to that church since she was a wee young'n because she is marring an atheist. How much crap is that. Does it matter if you believe in something? Just because I don't believe there are stupid people doesn't mean that one can't run up and hit me.
Would rant more but have class.
Home, where all my booze is.