Update
You know what's not fun? Going through the yearbook from my freshman year and counting the dead people.
I had work yesterday. Work, work, work. Like a twelve-fingered little bee. Bzzzzzzzzzz.......
Afterward I went over Arielle's house where... Jake finally got a cell phone. I hope nothing else happened that night because I don't remember. Arielle wanted both of us to sleep over, but Jake couldn't, so it was just me who slept over. I GOT THE BED MUAHAHAHAHA
I fell asleep around 2- or 3-something. Woke up around 9, 10, 11 feeling pretty shitty. Everything from my head to my feet just felt achey and sickly. Maybe it was the way I slept? Who knows. Anyway, I bummed around her house until about 5, when I finally felt like taking my sickly self to the bus stop to gooooo the fuuuuccckkk hooooommmmme.
Got home. Puked. Lit some incense and candles. Got some summer reading done. Fell asleep at 7, woke up at 10:30 IN THE PM. Not smart. But at least I feel better, right? Right. Still a bit ill, but better than earlier.
Another not-so-smart thing for me to do was eat a bagel with cream cheese after taking a tetracycline(makes one sensitive to dairy) a few hours ago. Oooooops.
I haven't taken a shower yet. And I have to get up at like 7 or 8 tomorrow to go to the lady-doctor. Then I have to cash my check.
I'm adopting two kitties soon. Two of Arielle's. I'm really glad my dad agreed to let me take one home (Yes, he heard about and agreed to one- and to show him how grateful I am, I'm bringing two with me), but every time I give it serious thought I get a bad feeling. As she said, it's not exactly a momentous decision, but... Buh. I dunno. I guess we'll find out what'll happen in due time.
G'night.
I had work yesterday. Work, work, work. Like a twelve-fingered little bee. Bzzzzzzzzzz.......
Afterward I went over Arielle's house where... Jake finally got a cell phone. I hope nothing else happened that night because I don't remember. Arielle wanted both of us to sleep over, but Jake couldn't, so it was just me who slept over. I GOT THE BED MUAHAHAHAHA
I fell asleep around 2- or 3-something. Woke up around 9, 10, 11 feeling pretty shitty. Everything from my head to my feet just felt achey and sickly. Maybe it was the way I slept? Who knows. Anyway, I bummed around her house until about 5, when I finally felt like taking my sickly self to the bus stop to gooooo the fuuuuccckkk hooooommmmme.
Got home. Puked. Lit some incense and candles. Got some summer reading done. Fell asleep at 7, woke up at 10:30 IN THE PM. Not smart. But at least I feel better, right? Right. Still a bit ill, but better than earlier.
Another not-so-smart thing for me to do was eat a bagel with cream cheese after taking a tetracycline(makes one sensitive to dairy) a few hours ago. Oooooops.
I haven't taken a shower yet. And I have to get up at like 7 or 8 tomorrow to go to the lady-doctor. Then I have to cash my check.
I'm adopting two kitties soon. Two of Arielle's. I'm really glad my dad agreed to let me take one home (Yes, he heard about and agreed to one- and to show him how grateful I am, I'm bringing two with me), but every time I give it serious thought I get a bad feeling. As she said, it's not exactly a momentous decision, but... Buh. I dunno. I guess we'll find out what'll happen in due time.
G'night.