Sometime over this past hectic, crazy, and insanely *fun* week ( Read more... )

Went to Dark Room with Danny and Kortni last night, and had a
pretty decent time.
Now I'm on a Blast From My Past music downloading spree.
I wish I could remember half the music I was listening to
a few years ago that has just slipped into the cracks of my
memory vortex.

I'm so fucking sick. Ughhhhhhhhh. Wah wah wah.

For almost a week I've been barking and barfing everything
left in me. Which isn't much at this point.
I just would looooove to be better.
Or to be being cottled in that "Ohh I'm so sick" way.

I think I feel puke coming on.

It's Thursday already ( Read more... )

My little baby gets this stupid cone off his head next week.
He's stoked. And so am I.
*****

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There are five days left before Christmas ( Read more... )

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I can't fucking sleep. All I can do is kick my legs restlessly ( Read more... )

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I have been sick for a good solid 4 days, now.
And though it seems to be waning, I still just want it to be GONE!

The hours of sicky-sleep I've been in the throes of have been
chock full of creepy dreams, that wake me up in a panic. Only so
I can find myself tangled in a knot of bed sheets, with snot dried
to my nose and cheek.
Nice, Kylie. Real