Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice!
Painting my bedroom is such a production. Four people and hours later we've only done the first part of the main room--the enclave hasn't even been touched yet. Tomorrow, between a dentist's appointment and hopefully hanging out with people, I hope to finish up the job. I love the color--it's a good shade of purple. I dig it. Maybe now I'll actually want to spend time in there.
About 75% through painting, though, I started to feel really sick. It was sudden and I was on the step stool so I got down and went to get a glass of water. I couldn't even deal with getting the water by the time I got to the kitchen and my vision was really blurred and dark. I told my mom I thought I was going to faint before slumping to the ground (I didn't want to fall on a hard wood floor.) I felt so sick, I was sweating and I was sure I was gonna puke (yuck it up, Annie!) I couldn't breathe right--It was truly weird. I finally moved to lie on my side with my forehead to the floor and my knees slight elevated (because First Responder taught me to elevate your legs if you faint: hells yeah, Mr. West!)
Upon doing that I felt almost instantly better. I stayed there for a few minutes before I felt well enough to move. I got my glass of water, sat down and took a 2 hour break from painting. Again, no idea why that happened. I hadn't eaten that much, but it definitely should not have resulted in something so dramatic.
Meh. Oh well? It was weird, but I feel completely fine now.
I have a lot of schtuff to do this week, but I hope I have some time to see people and take pictures and GET SUN. Assuming the sun comes back for an extended period of time. Also, I'm all for another Hood's trip this week: it's convenient and free! Two things I like like like.
I miss Clark a bit, but I'm also digging the homefront. I need more time before I go back there anyway. I'm still beat up about certain things, but only barely. Mostly I'm pretty over any of the shit... and boy, there was a lot of shit.
TBS new CD is crap. RANDOM.
BEETLEJUICE IS ON LOLZ.
... My body is going to by achey as all hell tomorrow. Oh boy.
About 75% through painting, though, I started to feel really sick. It was sudden and I was on the step stool so I got down and went to get a glass of water. I couldn't even deal with getting the water by the time I got to the kitchen and my vision was really blurred and dark. I told my mom I thought I was going to faint before slumping to the ground (I didn't want to fall on a hard wood floor.) I felt so sick, I was sweating and I was sure I was gonna puke (yuck it up, Annie!) I couldn't breathe right--It was truly weird. I finally moved to lie on my side with my forehead to the floor and my knees slight elevated (because First Responder taught me to elevate your legs if you faint: hells yeah, Mr. West!)
Upon doing that I felt almost instantly better. I stayed there for a few minutes before I felt well enough to move. I got my glass of water, sat down and took a 2 hour break from painting. Again, no idea why that happened. I hadn't eaten that much, but it definitely should not have resulted in something so dramatic.
Meh. Oh well? It was weird, but I feel completely fine now.
I have a lot of schtuff to do this week, but I hope I have some time to see people and take pictures and GET SUN. Assuming the sun comes back for an extended period of time. Also, I'm all for another Hood's trip this week: it's convenient and free! Two things I like like like.
I miss Clark a bit, but I'm also digging the homefront. I need more time before I go back there anyway. I'm still beat up about certain things, but only barely. Mostly I'm pretty over any of the shit... and boy, there was a lot of shit.
TBS new CD is crap. RANDOM.
BEETLEJUICE IS ON LOLZ.
... My body is going to by achey as all hell tomorrow. Oh boy.