Well.

Nov 07, 2008 00:54

Food poisoning is a bitch, but I think I finally kicked it. It's been a rough little patch of health, what with getting sent home from work (groan) and all.

So Barack Obama is President-elect. Whoa. That's pretty rad. I wonder how long until spell check acknowledges his name? If ever? Crazy.

Still sitting around waiting for the boyfriend to come home to me. I'm excited, it's less than a month. Then we start our own adventure. San Juan Island, New Zealand, Thailand, New York, etc.

Looking at culinary schools, looks like I'll be going in New Zealand and hopefully marking high enough to get into either CIA or... something equivalent. High marks are a must, however, since CIA costs almost as much as medical school for something that's only going to pay 30 dollars/hour and take away my life.

A professional film-style sound masterer and a professional chef. Oh Angel. We are never going to see one another ever again. That's why we have to enjoy now. I love you so much, babe.

I've been upright for almost an hour. My body is showing some remarkable tenacity in this whole deathly ill thing.

Rad.
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