Strange.

Oct 01, 2005 17:17

I refuse to leave the house again today. Savannah is so STRANGE.

I get up to walk the dog at around 10:30AM. Go outside, and this crazy/drunk dude is walking down the street, hollering to nobody in particular. But of course he sees me and starts hollering at me about how he lived here when the street was just a dirt road and how he used to ride his bicycle when he was in elementry school and smack the girls' asses. Hurried off in random direction. Made it back to house without lunatic seeing where I live.
Then I decided I wanted a frosty from Wendy's. Get to Wendy's and the place is PACKED with uniformed male specimens. Panthers, fourth platoon to be exact. Nothing like being the only chick boxed into a wooden labyrinth with a couple dozen sex-deprived killing machines.

I'm also not feeling to hot. Not sure if I just have a cold (I've noticed a lot of people coughing and sneexing) or if my bronchitis is cropping up. I feel so sluggish it's retarded.
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