There are tons of spiders in this house. Everywhere. It'll be a relief to go back to Milwaukee tomorrow ( Read more... )

Alcohol and hydrocodone ( Read more... )

I'm stuck here for a few more days, I guess.

Dad seemed pretty adamant about me sticking around. Guess he thinks the meds make me unfit for work. He's probably right.

Never thought I'd say this, but God- I just want to start classes again. I need something to occupy my time. I'm going fucking insane out here.

Getting my driver's license renewed tomorrow ( Read more... )

Wow. Arabella is such a bitch.

This is what you discover when you're stuck at home for all hours of the day:

"5 minutes to kill yourself" and "bible fight" are two of the most addicting webgames ever.

adultswim.com, baby.

I have the worst cabin fever. I've got to get out of this damned house for a while.

I should do something tomorrow...

eight hours until I go under the knife.

I'll be on AIM afterwards, probably fucked up on narcotics, which might be entertaining.

Anyone who wants to talk to me can find me there.

Okay. Pre-Op appointment at 2 tomorrow. I'm nervous as hell. I know things will go fine, and two days from now I'll wake up without my tonsils and it'll be for the better. I don't know why I'm freaking out about this. I'm at Maggie's right now, borrowing her computer, but noone's on and she's out grabbing dinner at the moment. I'm fairly ( Read more... )

I'm not ready.