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Today I had the following hallucinations.
I thought I was 45 minutes late to work, when if fact I woke up an hour early.
I thought that the burning smell I woke up to was our new roommate making meth in his bedroom. Only because he doesn't have a whole lot of stuff and comes home at six in the morning. The possibility of tweaker seemed imminent. Instead, I find out this afternoon that Annie put a book on top of her candle to dim it and fell asleep. The book, bastion of intelligent action, caught on fire, and caught every drapery hanging on the wall and her ceiling on fire. Her speakers also caught on fire. The house smells bad.
I thought that the massive desire to puke when I woke up at five was me being pregnant and that I would have to get an abortion and goddamn I don't have the money for that right now. But after I burped I remembered that I ate a grotesque amount of garlic last night and I took a tums and it went away.
So I had to work from six to noon and I had hours of presentations after that and it all kind of made me want to kill someone off jollily.
I am going to make the best cake in the world tomorrow morning for Marissa's birthday. Drew should be happy.
I thought I was 45 minutes late to work, when if fact I woke up an hour early.
I thought that the burning smell I woke up to was our new roommate making meth in his bedroom. Only because he doesn't have a whole lot of stuff and comes home at six in the morning. The possibility of tweaker seemed imminent. Instead, I find out this afternoon that Annie put a book on top of her candle to dim it and fell asleep. The book, bastion of intelligent action, caught on fire, and caught every drapery hanging on the wall and her ceiling on fire. Her speakers also caught on fire. The house smells bad.
I thought that the massive desire to puke when I woke up at five was me being pregnant and that I would have to get an abortion and goddamn I don't have the money for that right now. But after I burped I remembered that I ate a grotesque amount of garlic last night and I took a tums and it went away.
So I had to work from six to noon and I had hours of presentations after that and it all kind of made me want to kill someone off jollily.
I am going to make the best cake in the world tomorrow morning for Marissa's birthday. Drew should be happy.