Why do I keep waking up so damn early?
Fun things that have been happening to me lately:
Sunday-Wake up after spending the night at Phil's with a sore throat, went over to Robert's and smoked the pain away/ate obscene amounts of sushi. driving home from picking mo up at work, about to turn onto Eaton place when I see a cop, but not in time enough to have him not notice I was speeding. Got pulled over. He went back to check my liscence and all that fun stuff, when he came back he told me my liscence has been suspended since February of '06, and I should have gotten the notice in the mail at that time. I never got any such notice. So now I have another court date (at least it's not in Spotsylvania this time) and I have to go to the DMV to reinstate me liscence. Now all I have to do for that is take some sort fo defensive driving course and bring the paper work to the DMV. Now I took one of those classes already but my paperwork is in the Spotsylvania general district court. So now I have to write a letter to them requesting that paper work so they can send it to me before I go to DMV. SO now I have to wait for that before I can drive again. The part that REALLY pisses me off is this: not only have I been pulled over twice (yea I suck at driving) since the allegedly sent out that notice, but I have appeared in traffic court and I've spent hours in the DMV taking care of random crap. All those times I had to show my liscence, but no one ever thought to mention the fact that it wasn't even valid. Bastards. I went to bed with an even more sore throat them I woke up with, barely slept through the night, kept alternating between the chills and sweating like...I was outside, fuck a damn heatwave.
Monday-woke up feeling like complete shit, made mo drive me to the doctor where he took one of those instant throat culture thingys. It said I didn't have strep but he said it was too soon to tell for sure so he took a realy one, which I still haven't heard back about. I'm convinced it wasn't strep, I've had it before and it didn't feel like this at all. He did give me some amoxicillan which I guess worked because I haven't felt sick at all for the past day. I spent all of Monday on my couch watching tv and either freezing to death under 2 heavy woolen blankets or thinking I was going to melt into the couch, all the time not being able to swallow anything without it hurting like a bitch. That was my entire day, repeated into the night when I finally fell asleep.
Tuesday-woke up feeling much better, but still crappy. Spent most of the day on the couch again, but no fever and much less throat pain. Staying at home all day when you aren't feeling that sick is lame. By the end of the day I was feeling alot better and going completely crazy from being in my house for too long with no human interaction. Kristin came to visit me, I tried not to breath on her, it was fun. Phil came and rescued me after that. We went swimming in his pool with Grace and Glynnis, which was alot of fun. I went to bed and actually slept the entire night through. I still woke up at 8, but at least it was steady sleep.
Wednesday-woke up at 8 for no good reason, felt totally shitty for no good reason, spent the first couple of hours of the day pacing my house and crying, then trying to figure out why. This is why I don't spend alot of time alone. It sucks. I finally snapped out of it, was bored shitless because no one was answering their phones so I talked to former crush/multiple hook-up/guy I used to work with and haven't seen in a year except for running into him at Oasis a week or so ago online for like an hour. Not that exciting of a conversation, but it was chill. Spent the rest of the day chilling with robert & co. Got in a minor argument with Phil about acid, but that didn't last at all, we went back to my house and passed out 1/2 an hour into Pulp Fiction.
Physically I feel a thousand times better. My neck is still a little sore but nothing hurts anymore, and I managed to smoke all day yesterday and not feel shitty today so yay! And today is Thursday, which is fantastic. I am way too impatient for my own good. woo! Now I have to find a way to kill time in my house until I have something to do/someone to drive me somewhere, but I have high hopes for the day, I just have to not die of boredom before all the interesting things start happening. I believe I shall clean my room.
Sunday-Wake up after spending the night at Phil's with a sore throat, went over to Robert's and smoked the pain away/ate obscene amounts of sushi. driving home from picking mo up at work, about to turn onto Eaton place when I see a cop, but not in time enough to have him not notice I was speeding. Got pulled over. He went back to check my liscence and all that fun stuff, when he came back he told me my liscence has been suspended since February of '06, and I should have gotten the notice in the mail at that time. I never got any such notice. So now I have another court date (at least it's not in Spotsylvania this time) and I have to go to the DMV to reinstate me liscence. Now all I have to do for that is take some sort fo defensive driving course and bring the paper work to the DMV. Now I took one of those classes already but my paperwork is in the Spotsylvania general district court. So now I have to write a letter to them requesting that paper work so they can send it to me before I go to DMV. SO now I have to wait for that before I can drive again. The part that REALLY pisses me off is this: not only have I been pulled over twice (yea I suck at driving) since the allegedly sent out that notice, but I have appeared in traffic court and I've spent hours in the DMV taking care of random crap. All those times I had to show my liscence, but no one ever thought to mention the fact that it wasn't even valid. Bastards. I went to bed with an even more sore throat them I woke up with, barely slept through the night, kept alternating between the chills and sweating like...I was outside, fuck a damn heatwave.
Monday-woke up feeling like complete shit, made mo drive me to the doctor where he took one of those instant throat culture thingys. It said I didn't have strep but he said it was too soon to tell for sure so he took a realy one, which I still haven't heard back about. I'm convinced it wasn't strep, I've had it before and it didn't feel like this at all. He did give me some amoxicillan which I guess worked because I haven't felt sick at all for the past day. I spent all of Monday on my couch watching tv and either freezing to death under 2 heavy woolen blankets or thinking I was going to melt into the couch, all the time not being able to swallow anything without it hurting like a bitch. That was my entire day, repeated into the night when I finally fell asleep.
Tuesday-woke up feeling much better, but still crappy. Spent most of the day on the couch again, but no fever and much less throat pain. Staying at home all day when you aren't feeling that sick is lame. By the end of the day I was feeling alot better and going completely crazy from being in my house for too long with no human interaction. Kristin came to visit me, I tried not to breath on her, it was fun. Phil came and rescued me after that. We went swimming in his pool with Grace and Glynnis, which was alot of fun. I went to bed and actually slept the entire night through. I still woke up at 8, but at least it was steady sleep.
Wednesday-woke up at 8 for no good reason, felt totally shitty for no good reason, spent the first couple of hours of the day pacing my house and crying, then trying to figure out why. This is why I don't spend alot of time alone. It sucks. I finally snapped out of it, was bored shitless because no one was answering their phones so I talked to former crush/multiple hook-up/guy I used to work with and haven't seen in a year except for running into him at Oasis a week or so ago online for like an hour. Not that exciting of a conversation, but it was chill. Spent the rest of the day chilling with robert & co. Got in a minor argument with Phil about acid, but that didn't last at all, we went back to my house and passed out 1/2 an hour into Pulp Fiction.
Physically I feel a thousand times better. My neck is still a little sore but nothing hurts anymore, and I managed to smoke all day yesterday and not feel shitty today so yay! And today is Thursday, which is fantastic. I am way too impatient for my own good. woo! Now I have to find a way to kill time in my house until I have something to do/someone to drive me somewhere, but I have high hopes for the day, I just have to not die of boredom before all the interesting things start happening. I believe I shall clean my room.