Thiiiiiiiis is not fun
I'm starting the new year with a horrible cough that makes my head ache and my ears burn. Woohoo! Oh and I'm at work right now, buried under stacks and stacks of paperwork, and it's barely 10:30 in the morning. AAAAAAALRIGHT!
So I decided to take this time to update my journal. Awfully smart, I'd say.
And oh geez, I have nothing to write about. I keep swallowing my phlegm so I don't know if I'm nauseous or hungry. Gross, right? My hair looks awesome today though and this sweater is super warm and super cute. At least I look good. If I squint my eyes and relax my forehead, my headache subsides just a teeny bit. I could really use some tea right now. Maybe I should just go home before Mohinder comes in and gives me an insane amount of shit to do. Yeah.
Dad told me to take something before I left and I lied and told him I did. I don't do medicines, okay, I'm not that sick and I'm drowsy enough as it is. But damn it, my ears really hurt and I sound like a dead man when I have to answer the phone. Seriously, this client who I speak to almost daily didn't even recognize my voice. I should be sent home right?.....maybe I should have taken something. Huh.
I want to go home and put on my jammies and WHILE OUR FUCKING NEIGHBOR'S FUCKING DOG ISN'T OUTSIDE AND FUCKING BARKING FOR HOURS BECAUSE THEY ABUSE THE SHIT OUT OF THEIR DOG I just want to sleep. Sleep sleep sleep. And watch America's Next Top Model. Yes.
I don't need money. I've paid shit off for this month and I get paid tomorrow. I don't need too much. You know what I need? Uninterrupted sleep. Some fucking mashed potatoes with sweet carrots. I need silence and I need to turn my head off before it explodes. I need rest.
Yeah. I think I'll go home.
Wow. What an awesome first post of the year. Yay! =D
So I decided to take this time to update my journal. Awfully smart, I'd say.
And oh geez, I have nothing to write about. I keep swallowing my phlegm so I don't know if I'm nauseous or hungry. Gross, right? My hair looks awesome today though and this sweater is super warm and super cute. At least I look good. If I squint my eyes and relax my forehead, my headache subsides just a teeny bit. I could really use some tea right now. Maybe I should just go home before Mohinder comes in and gives me an insane amount of shit to do. Yeah.
Dad told me to take something before I left and I lied and told him I did. I don't do medicines, okay, I'm not that sick and I'm drowsy enough as it is. But damn it, my ears really hurt and I sound like a dead man when I have to answer the phone. Seriously, this client who I speak to almost daily didn't even recognize my voice. I should be sent home right?.....maybe I should have taken something. Huh.
I want to go home and put on my jammies and WHILE OUR FUCKING NEIGHBOR'S FUCKING DOG ISN'T OUTSIDE AND FUCKING BARKING FOR HOURS BECAUSE THEY ABUSE THE SHIT OUT OF THEIR DOG I just want to sleep. Sleep sleep sleep. And watch America's Next Top Model. Yes.
I don't need money. I've paid shit off for this month and I get paid tomorrow. I don't need too much. You know what I need? Uninterrupted sleep. Some fucking mashed potatoes with sweet carrots. I need silence and I need to turn my head off before it explodes. I need rest.
Yeah. I think I'll go home.
Wow. What an awesome first post of the year. Yay! =D