Grrr. Argh.
It seems I only have crappy, whiny things to post lately. But I can't think of anything else to post, because it seems like everything that has been happening lately is crap, and makes me want to whine. I had to miss class today because Mark's car wouldn't start and he needed to get to work, so I'm left with no car and no cell phone numbers for the other people in my class. It doesn't really matter, though, since my homework (summarizing sonnets) wasn't quite finished, and I slept past the class's starting time anyway.
I don't usually sleep in that late, but last night was a really crappy night. Lilly was puking foamy slime a few times every ten minutes or so, and I kept having to clean that up. Mark finally called the vet, and he told us to give her some Mylanta. We did, and surprisingly enough, she stopped puking. Yay! But I think she still isn't feeling good, because she's moping around the house and refusing to play with Mango, which she almost never does. It makes me worry about my little baby. Mango is in good spirits, though, and refuses to believe that her big sister wouldn't want to play. I'm watching them through the window right now. Lilly is just sitting in the snow and Mango is hopping circles around her. So cute!
It seems to be the time for sickness, though. I was sooo sick yesterday, it wasn't even remotely funny. I spent two hours straight (apparently Mark kept time) in the bathroom, took a shower, and then spent some more time in the bathroom. I won't tell you what I was doing - it's unnecessary detail. But, it did subside as the day wore on, and I was able to read "A Separate Peace," which is one of my older sister's favorite books. I wouldn't say it was one of my favorites, but it was definitely a good book. I didn't feel disappointed that I read it. Now I can move to some of the other books in the giant stack she lent me to read. (For instance, I'm now reading "The Beach," by Alex Garland. Apparently he also wrote "28 Days Later." Cool. This book is going to scare the effing sh*t out of me.)
What else to say? Apparently Mark's mom tried to get ahold of me earlier. I'm glad I was asleep, because it seems like every time she wants to talk to me, she's either lecturing me about something or asking a favor. And I'm not dressed or showered, so I don't want to do any favors right now. It's the classic Mother-in-Law thing. Sad, but true. It's not that I hate her, it's just that she is kind of overprotective and freaks out about silly things. She can be great, but not all the time.
Man, Richard is right. I am living a very boring life right now. I need a day out or something. The only thing is, Mark and I don't have any money until he gets paid on Friday, and then he'll be protective of it until the bills get paid. Thankfully, we already took care of the mortgage, but I know there are other things. I'll talk to him today, and see if I can't arrange a trip to Winona over the weekend or something. It all depends on the state of my car, I'm sure. I need to get a heater put in that thing....or whatever it is that makes the heater work. That would be a very cold drive. Either way, I need to do something. I'm getting cabin fever here, and none of the friends who live in town are any help. They're all caught up in their own lives and all that. Even my older sister, who I used to hang out with, like, once a week. She's on some crazy new work schedule, and it makes her want to go to bed at 6pm. She gets up at 3 in the morning, or something. That would suck. And my cousin, Mars, is always working... or grumpy.
That's the thing about Marissa, though. She's an anorexic, and incurable, as far as I'm concerned. Sometimes she goes through periods where she will eat, very small meals, mind you, but she does eat. And, during those times, she's pretty fun to hang out with. Not right now. She's going through a really bad period right now. She's only eating to keep herself from passing out, and that makes her either a) sick all the time, or b) extraordinarily grumpy and not at all fun to hang out with. I don't exactly know which she is right now, but she hasn't wanted to hang out in weeks. Fun fun.
I don't feel like complaining anymore, and it seems I have nothing good to say. Darn me. Maybe I'll post later with something happy. We'll see.
I don't usually sleep in that late, but last night was a really crappy night. Lilly was puking foamy slime a few times every ten minutes or so, and I kept having to clean that up. Mark finally called the vet, and he told us to give her some Mylanta. We did, and surprisingly enough, she stopped puking. Yay! But I think she still isn't feeling good, because she's moping around the house and refusing to play with Mango, which she almost never does. It makes me worry about my little baby. Mango is in good spirits, though, and refuses to believe that her big sister wouldn't want to play. I'm watching them through the window right now. Lilly is just sitting in the snow and Mango is hopping circles around her. So cute!
It seems to be the time for sickness, though. I was sooo sick yesterday, it wasn't even remotely funny. I spent two hours straight (apparently Mark kept time) in the bathroom, took a shower, and then spent some more time in the bathroom. I won't tell you what I was doing - it's unnecessary detail. But, it did subside as the day wore on, and I was able to read "A Separate Peace," which is one of my older sister's favorite books. I wouldn't say it was one of my favorites, but it was definitely a good book. I didn't feel disappointed that I read it. Now I can move to some of the other books in the giant stack she lent me to read. (For instance, I'm now reading "The Beach," by Alex Garland. Apparently he also wrote "28 Days Later." Cool. This book is going to scare the effing sh*t out of me.)
What else to say? Apparently Mark's mom tried to get ahold of me earlier. I'm glad I was asleep, because it seems like every time she wants to talk to me, she's either lecturing me about something or asking a favor. And I'm not dressed or showered, so I don't want to do any favors right now. It's the classic Mother-in-Law thing. Sad, but true. It's not that I hate her, it's just that she is kind of overprotective and freaks out about silly things. She can be great, but not all the time.
Man, Richard is right. I am living a very boring life right now. I need a day out or something. The only thing is, Mark and I don't have any money until he gets paid on Friday, and then he'll be protective of it until the bills get paid. Thankfully, we already took care of the mortgage, but I know there are other things. I'll talk to him today, and see if I can't arrange a trip to Winona over the weekend or something. It all depends on the state of my car, I'm sure. I need to get a heater put in that thing....or whatever it is that makes the heater work. That would be a very cold drive. Either way, I need to do something. I'm getting cabin fever here, and none of the friends who live in town are any help. They're all caught up in their own lives and all that. Even my older sister, who I used to hang out with, like, once a week. She's on some crazy new work schedule, and it makes her want to go to bed at 6pm. She gets up at 3 in the morning, or something. That would suck. And my cousin, Mars, is always working... or grumpy.
That's the thing about Marissa, though. She's an anorexic, and incurable, as far as I'm concerned. Sometimes she goes through periods where she will eat, very small meals, mind you, but she does eat. And, during those times, she's pretty fun to hang out with. Not right now. She's going through a really bad period right now. She's only eating to keep herself from passing out, and that makes her either a) sick all the time, or b) extraordinarily grumpy and not at all fun to hang out with. I don't exactly know which she is right now, but she hasn't wanted to hang out in weeks. Fun fun.
I don't feel like complaining anymore, and it seems I have nothing good to say. Darn me. Maybe I'll post later with something happy. We'll see.