I'm going to the doctor's to make sure that my eyeballs aren't rotting out of my head or something.

I'm seriously hoping that whatever is wrong with them is something minor, but my eyeballs aren't something I'm willing to take chances on.  

I would like to speak to the person in charge and ask them why they felt it incumbent upon them to always have me get my period during finals.  There's something to be said for getting a bunch of unpleasantness over at once, but COME ON.

Apologies for the TMI.

I have this strange and bizarre feeling that life might actually get back to a semblance of normalcy after Friday...  It is an idea best not dreamed of except in snatches in whispers, for it is frail and fleeting and wishing for it too much will make it certain not to happen ( Read more... )

The Good:

I picked up Boo from the airport this evening, so she is safe and sound and back in Austin.  Yeah!

The Bad:

I have a dentist appointment tomorrow.  Bleagh.

I'm getting more and more worried about my poor dog...  He's still up and moving around and isn't sick or anything, but it's pretty obvious that he isn't happy.  I just wonder at what ( Read more... )

I just got hit with the most debilitating set of cramps I've ever had. And they came with the usual goodie bag of other fun stuff. I feel like I'm going to throw up and start crying all at the same time. Of course, this happens RIGHT BEFORE my last final ( Read more... )

The fact that my foot hurts like a bitch for the second day running and is possibly swollen is completely counterbalanced by the fact that I'm dressed like Johnny Quest today.

If only I could grow a porno 'stache like Venture Brothers Johnny has....

I have an entry all about this weekend and how awesome it was half-typed up, but for now this is all I can manage ( Read more... )

So... something happened between yesterday and this morning to make me almost completely lose my voice. I can't talk in my normal register almost at all and the only way I really CAN talk is if I pitch my voice way lower and more towards the back of my throat than normal, which gives it just the smallest tinge of a pleasant growly quality ( Read more... )

College football is all well and good until it happens literally right outside your front door.  And then it is a swarm of irritating flag-wavers cluttering up the campus and taking over your parking lot so that you get a call at 7 AM after praying the night before that the goddamn fire alarm doesn't go off only for the campus police to call you ( Read more... )

I have a motherfucking eye-gouging cock sucking motherfucking summer cold ( Read more... )