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Feel like death, thank you, mr. cold. My best friends at the moment are walgreen's brand day and nyquil, vicks tissues, and an obscene amount of orange juice.
I downloaded a virus about a month ago and my sad little laptop had to be wiped. I failed to back anything up. I suck.
Renewed the lease at the apartment for six more months (thank you full time hours and raise) and will hopefully relocate to a house in January. Which will probably be good. I think the upstairs neighbors attempted to murder each other last night.
I find I have a bizarre addiction to Animal Planet and the travel channel. Mostly It's Me or the Dog and Man v. Food.
Plans to visit a psychic spiritual church seminar thing in the near future, not to mention whatever other adventures I can attempt. Hot air ballooning, white river rafting, and yeh. The brain is now broken. Also not looking forward to Fall semester. I need to stop procrastinating if I ever want to get my degree, but I really do hate school.
P.S. And if you read this, I didn't realize that our relationship was so unhealthy, nor did I consider myself emotionally abusive. Of course, being the person pegged as the abuser, I suppose I wouldn't, would I? I am sorry you felt that way. I am sorry that any insecurities and fears came across in such a negative manner. I guess I'm just sorry, not that it really matters any more.
Time for nyquil induced sleep before I awaken for eight more hours of data entry type work to make me go all cross eyed.
I downloaded a virus about a month ago and my sad little laptop had to be wiped. I failed to back anything up. I suck.
Renewed the lease at the apartment for six more months (thank you full time hours and raise) and will hopefully relocate to a house in January. Which will probably be good. I think the upstairs neighbors attempted to murder each other last night.
I find I have a bizarre addiction to Animal Planet and the travel channel. Mostly It's Me or the Dog and Man v. Food.
Plans to visit a psychic spiritual church seminar thing in the near future, not to mention whatever other adventures I can attempt. Hot air ballooning, white river rafting, and yeh. The brain is now broken. Also not looking forward to Fall semester. I need to stop procrastinating if I ever want to get my degree, but I really do hate school.
P.S. And if you read this, I didn't realize that our relationship was so unhealthy, nor did I consider myself emotionally abusive. Of course, being the person pegged as the abuser, I suppose I wouldn't, would I? I am sorry you felt that way. I am sorry that any insecurities and fears came across in such a negative manner. I guess I'm just sorry, not that it really matters any more.
Time for nyquil induced sleep before I awaken for eight more hours of data entry type work to make me go all cross eyed.