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I'm on my mom's computer and I hate it because her screen is set to enormous. I can't see more than 1/8th of a page at a time. But anyhow ...
I went to work yesterday, after accompanying Jessica on her errand running (and having debates over life issues). My cough was fairly subdued and my voice was in tact, so I was able to work. It was slow as hell, and I found myself just sitting around and cracking jokes more than making salads and seating people.
OF COURSE, right as it starts to pick up, I begin a coughing attack (the kind where you cough till you gag), and had to call my mom to come pick me up. Nick thought I was faking for a while, until he .. didn't. I felt kinda bad but Nick and Cory said it'd be fine if I took off. Jim on the other hand was freaking out and being angry. I hope he's over it by Saturday.
Well anyway ... I'm finding it hard to believe that yesterday morning we were in California, it already seems like months away.
There's alot on my mind and alot that I want to say, but it's just not for livejournal. In fact it's just not for conversation because I found it's nearly impossible to convey. Fucking ... thought. Hahh..
I went to work yesterday, after accompanying Jessica on her errand running (and having debates over life issues). My cough was fairly subdued and my voice was in tact, so I was able to work. It was slow as hell, and I found myself just sitting around and cracking jokes more than making salads and seating people.
OF COURSE, right as it starts to pick up, I begin a coughing attack (the kind where you cough till you gag), and had to call my mom to come pick me up. Nick thought I was faking for a while, until he .. didn't. I felt kinda bad but Nick and Cory said it'd be fine if I took off. Jim on the other hand was freaking out and being angry. I hope he's over it by Saturday.
Well anyway ... I'm finding it hard to believe that yesterday morning we were in California, it already seems like months away.
There's alot on my mind and alot that I want to say, but it's just not for livejournal. In fact it's just not for conversation because I found it's nearly impossible to convey. Fucking ... thought. Hahh..