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ugh i feel like shit. the day before yesterday, joe picked me up and pulled a muscle in my ribs so i spent curl's birthday breathing like someone with asthma. and we watched the third to last episode of "Six Feet Under" with Nate's funeral...i was beside myself, i couldn't stop crying all night. i can't help but think it wasn't just the episode that sent me into fits...it's always something with me, and i usually don't know exactly what it is. but anyway, i tried to go to bed cause my nose was totally clogged and my ribs felt fractured and i fell asleep for bout an hour. i couldn't fall asleep for another hour and a half, so i spent the rest of the night(morning) watching movies. the one night i should've been getting rest, i couldn't sleep at all.
so i napped a lil in the late morning, and spent some of the afternoon with curl and charles who ran off to their "Kings of Leon" concert(LUCKYYY!) and ang came home and slept till work, so the dogs didnt get their walk and im too sick and tired to do it so ill lay out some paper for them and sleep...
so i napped a lil in the late morning, and spent some of the afternoon with curl and charles who ran off to their "Kings of Leon" concert(LUCKYYY!) and ang came home and slept till work, so the dogs didnt get their walk and im too sick and tired to do it so ill lay out some paper for them and sleep...