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Life sucks.
I drank *way* too much on Friday and possibly embarrased the hell out of me and everybody that I met then. Also since I was drinking vodka I was sick as hell on Saturday... and Sunday. Then I was also sick on Monday, I'm sort of fine now but I've hurt my ankle so walking is super fun. the being ill on Sunday and Monday wasn't entirely due to drinking, I'd imagine that the alcohol dented my immune system and allowed the bug that has been making me feel off for a coupla weeks actually get through and do some damage. It's a slight problem because I keep getting random bugs from my dad, and then giving them back to him.
Talking of random bugs - the cats have fleas... again. *sigh* So I'm sore and itchy.
I'm looking forward to Saturday, although I don't know what I'm going to get Emma for her birthday. I'm going to have to change what shoes I was planning on wearing, I need better support for my ankle, so I can't wear my tiny skinny heels that I was going to wear. *sigh*
Last night's episode of Grays Anatomy had nearly all of my current favourite songs. It made me happy. Of course it was all about love going wrong. Love is always goes wrong. It's stupid. Bleurgh.
My 'q' now has stopped working - my 'e' is back, but the q is wonky.
Oh yeah, Christmas is coming. How do I hate that, let me count the ways...
I drank *way* too much on Friday and possibly embarrased the hell out of me and everybody that I met then. Also since I was drinking vodka I was sick as hell on Saturday... and Sunday. Then I was also sick on Monday, I'm sort of fine now but I've hurt my ankle so walking is super fun. the being ill on Sunday and Monday wasn't entirely due to drinking, I'd imagine that the alcohol dented my immune system and allowed the bug that has been making me feel off for a coupla weeks actually get through and do some damage. It's a slight problem because I keep getting random bugs from my dad, and then giving them back to him.
Talking of random bugs - the cats have fleas... again. *sigh* So I'm sore and itchy.
I'm looking forward to Saturday, although I don't know what I'm going to get Emma for her birthday. I'm going to have to change what shoes I was planning on wearing, I need better support for my ankle, so I can't wear my tiny skinny heels that I was going to wear. *sigh*
Last night's episode of Grays Anatomy had nearly all of my current favourite songs. It made me happy. Of course it was all about love going wrong. Love is always goes wrong. It's stupid. Bleurgh.
My 'q' now has stopped working - my 'e' is back, but the q is wonky.
Oh yeah, Christmas is coming. How do I hate that, let me count the ways...