I am tired of being sick. TIRED of it. I'm tired of having to sleep on my back with my head on three pillows. I'm tired of sounding like I've been smoking since I was twelve. And I'm tired of resting. I have too much to do.

I hate being sick. I hate hate hate it. I don't feel like doing anything and I feel like I'm not accomplishing anything. I want ice cream. I would have to go to the store. That would mean changing out of my pjs and walking four blocks. Blah. I could just go in my pjs I guess. I hate this. I need a car. Or a pony. Or my apparition test.

Okay kids. I am going to do it. I am going to go into my boss's office and ask for compensation for my self-employment tax AND healthcare. I will see what happens. If I am denied either of these things, I am going to start looking around at other avenues of employement. The flexibility here is great, but I can't help feeling that I am being ( Read more... )

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You know what? I'm kind of sick of everyone bitching about Christmas and how commericalized it's become and how 'oh maybe we should call it a Holiday Tree instead of a Christmas Tree so we don't offend people'. "Christmas is a holiday not a season" blah blah blah. For better or for worse, Christmas encompasses all of December in the United ( Read more... )

Yesterday morning my Uncle Blaine died. I was kind of a mess and sad for most of the day. I still went out and did some of the things I had planned with friends. I want to thank everyone for putting up with me as I was certainly a little spastic. Everything just seemed to keep going wrong.

Dude! I've been a CRIMINAL apparently! When did I have time to do that!?


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