Today is Monday. I have a couple more weeks before a week of holidays ( I took off time between xmas and new years because I can't carry forward my holidays).

I'm pretty psyched about being on holidays by myself.
There's gonna be a lot of nothin goin on.

I particularly enjoy the coughs where the loogey comes directly into your mouth, making you have to get up and run to the bathroom to spit it out.

gross.

Oh well... hopefully it will be gone soon. I'm already falling asleep while breathing through my nose instead of my mouth.

You never know just how much you miss it until it's taken away.

Yay for sneeze and cough induced nosebleeds ( Read more... )

Getting a cold.
Just at that point where your throat is constantly dry and a touch sore... where your sinuses are either plugged or dry and itchy.

Gross.

I drank half a two-six of rye on Friday.

I am fairly proud.

I passed out in the bathroom. First hugging the toilet then laying on the floor.

Very ladylike.

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oh my gawsh, it's like, ONLY, just under a week until I'm gonna, KINDA I WANT TO go to the nine inch nails concert here in wienerpeg.

har har har, awful song name dropping.

i'm turning into my father with that kind of humour.

I started writing ( Read more... )

Is anybody else as confused about their life as I am?

It's no longer deep and insightful for me to think about what I want. It's just confusing.

Nobody ever prepares you for the fact that you might not ever know what you'll want to do wiith your life.

I'm watching Little Monsters.

ooh Fred Savage.

and Boy.