Get Him a Garbage Bag Full of Hookers
Hello people!
Fuck it.
Fuck yesterday, fuck today, fuck tomorrow. They're all the same. They don't mean anything. Yesterday: work. All day. TV. Nothing else. Today: work. Had a dream involving Mark Patton, but I don't remember what happened. Went to work all bummed and sick-feeling, and felt even worse as the day went on. Just kept feeling sicker and sicker.
I was feeling lightheaded and completely out of it all morning, and by noon, I decided to go home. I still felt shitty when I got there, but mom made me some lunch and dad came home shortly after that. We watched a couple eps of Millennium, which was lovely, cuz goddamn, Frank is so adorable. Especially with Jordan. I just love Lance. I took a nap, then. About one and a half hours.
It was nice to get some sleep, but when I woke up, I was completely disoriented. That doesn't usually happen to me, but it was pretty severe at the time. Crazy. I went back downstairs to rejoin mom and dad and we watched this ridiculous movie called Deadline. It sucked. Almost all of these movies on Netflix that we've watched thus far have really great premises, but end up being awful. Guh.
We had dinner and watched Jeopardy!, Last Man Standing, Parenthood and the premiere of Man Up. I thought Man Up sounded really fucking stupid from the commercials I'd seen, but it turned out to be epically hilarious. I really love it. I'm excited to see more of it. Title of this post is from it. Everything else was pretty great, tonight, too. And now, I must get to bed. I still feel sick, but mom thinks I should go to work tomorrow...
Love y'all - Mira/Doc/Kat *meow*
Fuck it.
Fuck yesterday, fuck today, fuck tomorrow. They're all the same. They don't mean anything. Yesterday: work. All day. TV. Nothing else. Today: work. Had a dream involving Mark Patton, but I don't remember what happened. Went to work all bummed and sick-feeling, and felt even worse as the day went on. Just kept feeling sicker and sicker.
I was feeling lightheaded and completely out of it all morning, and by noon, I decided to go home. I still felt shitty when I got there, but mom made me some lunch and dad came home shortly after that. We watched a couple eps of Millennium, which was lovely, cuz goddamn, Frank is so adorable. Especially with Jordan. I just love Lance. I took a nap, then. About one and a half hours.
It was nice to get some sleep, but when I woke up, I was completely disoriented. That doesn't usually happen to me, but it was pretty severe at the time. Crazy. I went back downstairs to rejoin mom and dad and we watched this ridiculous movie called Deadline. It sucked. Almost all of these movies on Netflix that we've watched thus far have really great premises, but end up being awful. Guh.
We had dinner and watched Jeopardy!, Last Man Standing, Parenthood and the premiere of Man Up. I thought Man Up sounded really fucking stupid from the commercials I'd seen, but it turned out to be epically hilarious. I really love it. I'm excited to see more of it. Title of this post is from it. Everything else was pretty great, tonight, too. And now, I must get to bed. I still feel sick, but mom thinks I should go to work tomorrow...
Love y'all - Mira/Doc/Kat *meow*