Don't you love how your bed gets softer and better with the less you sleep, granted not sleeping...
So yeah yesterday sucked. The dvd player broke. My laptop crashed hours before exams. Not only could I not get my notes and loose my Swahili final essay, but thats about 2000 dollars thats broken. Then of course I messed up the test that I was supposed to get a 98 on. I always test well on poli, but now I doubt I got an A and I needed it to compensate for the quizes I missed. Then I was going to study and re-write the essay, but Jeanette came over, had her freak outs, had me help her with her essay while I put together the notes we missed and left before helping me get mine done which was the deal because she had 3 hours and I had 45 min since I'd typed her the notes. Then big fight with Mom because I didn't have time to talk. So I didn't get the essay done, was 30 min late to my exam and didn't get to study. Then I come home to find out what the 2am phone call from Omaha we missed was about. Aunt Jo is dying. She at worst has a week and at best a month. She moves into hospice tomorrow. She is apparently in so much pain that they practically have to knock her out to give her any relief. The cancer wasn't there a month ago and now her body is riddled. Its all over her liver and intestines and moving into her stomach as well. The doctor's say if she isn't dead in two weeks it will be all over and move towards her brain. She's 87 and doesn't want to deal with anything more and wants to just try and finish her days in as little pain and possible and as much dignity as she can. I just want her to die tomorrow so she can escape the pain since she isn't going to get better. I couldn't reach anyone at first and I just started wandering the neighborhood. After I got off the phone I cried for three hours and finally passed out. I love that woman so much and she's one of only 3 links I have left to my dad. I just talked to her last week and I was supposed to send her pictures of me in my tux because she really wanted to see. She told me she just wanted to live long enough to see me graduate. She said she didn't know if she'd get to see me get married but she at least wanted to see me finish school and tell everyone how smart and wonderful I was. God I wish I could do that for her right now. She isn't even coherent most of the day.
Tonight at work I learned that if Scott were a woman he would most definitely be a gold digger. That and he'd buy a huge vibrator and even let guys stick it in his butt. Oh the visual imagery I didn't need. That and Scott has the theory when the girlfriend finds the thing you're fucking up don't fix it because otherwise she will find something else. Because as Adam said, you can do everything right and you're still going to fuck something up. Oh and I cracked my hip so hard on the scroll of a chair people 40 feet away head it and thought I'd knocked a plate on the chair and broke it. It was bruised within five minutes.
I have to do Omaha phone calls tomorrow. 'Tis the season eh?
Tonight at work I learned that if Scott were a woman he would most definitely be a gold digger. That and he'd buy a huge vibrator and even let guys stick it in his butt. Oh the visual imagery I didn't need. That and Scott has the theory when the girlfriend finds the thing you're fucking up don't fix it because otherwise she will find something else. Because as Adam said, you can do everything right and you're still going to fuck something up. Oh and I cracked my hip so hard on the scroll of a chair people 40 feet away head it and thought I'd knocked a plate on the chair and broke it. It was bruised within five minutes.
I have to do Omaha phone calls tomorrow. 'Tis the season eh?