Nov 28, 2006 00:06
my lungs feel like cheese. now that is not good. perhaps i have the TB. AHHHHHHHH, real monsters? anyone?
i love you, i miss you, i wish i had money to come visit you or at least be able to take off time to come to chicago. well, nate and i may come for a day or two. i want to come for new years and maybe spend it with people i have not spent it with even though i should have. damn, i am semi intoxicated. nothing like being on the internet while at the bar.
i have to be to work at 7:30 am tomorrow. and i thought i was a morning person. i am a morning person when the goddamn sun is up. i miss chicago. the sun was up by 6:30 no matter what. meh.
lungs are cheese. i hate cheese. bronchitis? i feel like death. while at work i felt like my lungs were about to collapse when i was walking, now this might be acceptable if i was 350 pounds, but i am about 110 and should not be having problems inhaling while moving.
i looked for a real job tonight, finding potential, only really needing to know illustrator and photoshop rather well. that is what i plan on all of my spare time to be devoted to in the next month. i want a job that does not make me want to hack my head off.
i will compose a rather lovely email to you soon dear reed. i wish you could visit me. i miss you. you and chiyo should come and visit me. thank you for the phone call, you have no idea how much that meant to me, really.