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Ugh, I've taken nine advil today and it's only 8:00 - by 11 I'll be taking three more. I don't like taking that much medication at all. Hell, usually I try not to go above three advil a day unless necessary. Today it hasn't been really necessary, but it's the constant ache that's driving me insane. It'll go away for maybe an hour or two after taking advil and then it comes back. I still don't know why I hurt as much as I do. My mom thinks it has something to do with the fact that I'm finally beginning to relax since I got the stitches and that it's all the built up tension loosening up that's frakking me over. I'll talk to the Doctor tomorrow about it, if I still hurt.
I also don't exactly have the most comfortable bed to sleep in, so maybe I'll take to sleeping in my parents bed for the next few nights. I really need a new mattress.
And oh my god, is it just me or having I been whining way too much lately? Wah wah, work, wah wah, stitches, wah wah, pain, wah wah. I really feel that I must be writing the most boring LJ ever.
Which reminds me, I had a dream that I got a new lj-account. It was like a troll account or something called "indypistol_____eating". Yes, there were a ridiculous amount of underscores. Except LJ was real life, and I had a bunch of icons of Dan Radcliffe's facial hair (wtf) and I, with some other dude, faked a plane crash at some sporting event. And then there was some dudes chasing me wanting to break my knees or something and I really have no idea what was going on. Oh yeah, and somebody made a myspace video of them stealing my TV and like, sending it down a skii-lift thing. And they sent it to me and I'm like, "OHMYGOD NOT MY TV!" And also there was some sport that involved stitching your helmet to your head and I was going to do it until I found out about that. I think it was like, snow-boarding or flying with your arms or something. Yeah. It was so bizarre.
I also don't exactly have the most comfortable bed to sleep in, so maybe I'll take to sleeping in my parents bed for the next few nights. I really need a new mattress.
And oh my god, is it just me or having I been whining way too much lately? Wah wah, work, wah wah, stitches, wah wah, pain, wah wah. I really feel that I must be writing the most boring LJ ever.
Which reminds me, I had a dream that I got a new lj-account. It was like a troll account or something called "indypistol_____eating". Yes, there were a ridiculous amount of underscores. Except LJ was real life, and I had a bunch of icons of Dan Radcliffe's facial hair (wtf) and I, with some other dude, faked a plane crash at some sporting event. And then there was some dudes chasing me wanting to break my knees or something and I really have no idea what was going on. Oh yeah, and somebody made a myspace video of them stealing my TV and like, sending it down a skii-lift thing. And they sent it to me and I'm like, "OHMYGOD NOT MY TV!" And also there was some sport that involved stitching your helmet to your head and I was going to do it until I found out about that. I think it was like, snow-boarding or flying with your arms or something. Yeah. It was so bizarre.