Feb 13, 2004 01:33
Not really wanting to talk or discuss much this eve. The past couple of days, I have been visited from the Gods of Sickness, this time with a stomach virus in mind. I had to regurgitate, and I hate that as much as I hate shitting. Not really a tactful statement, but it is what it is.
Other issues of the day, I am not ready to talk or be open about. My life seems to be in a sudden disarray, things changing without my knowledge and what not, just suprises a plenty. I know things aren't or can't be as bad as they seem right now, but for what I do see, I wish them to stop. I'm going to bed, I have to get up early and go with Beth to get Stupid Cupid treats for her little kids in the morning.
Tommorow's going to suck, and Saturday's not going to get any better.
"May I find Deaths embrace as sweet as I imagine."