hitler and elvis
i feel like shit my stomach hurts and i can't even tell if it's ulcer pains or if i'm going to throw up but neither would surprise me. this on top of ridiculous cramps that are making me literally double over and i hate when people use the word literally wrong believe me i mean i actually physically doubled over earlier today because it hurt so bad. my mom used to have one of those bean things that you heat up in the microwave and i really wish i had one right now because it might help and really i just wish my mom were here to put a blanket over me and heat up the bean thing and put it (and the puppy) in my lap, or really just give me a hug, that'd be a damn good start. i miss her so much. christmas cannot come fast enough i can't wait to go to colorado and see her and make enchiladas and bread pudding and play with the little white puppy in the big white snow. i'm going to miss andrew a bunch for two weeks but oh well i miss my mom a bunch the other fifty weeks of the year. speaking of holidays thanksgiving is soon and it's probably going to be super weird because susan will be there but i will make the best of it. that is, if i'm even there. my radio show is thursday afternoons and of course no one can sub it on thanksgiving because everyone needs subs for thanksgiving because everyone's going home to see their families and a little part of me feels bad because a lot of them are going farther away or are going home to entire full normal families not a thanksgiving where their brother (i.e. only person who keeps them sane at family events / partner for dishes that will inevitably fall in their lap) has to work and their mom won't be there and their dad's lady friend won't have been flown in from chicago expecting (rightfully so, i guess, but still) to be included in the traditions. whatever.
tomorrow: midterm, debate, paper due
friday: midterm
monday: midterm, six meetings with residents
...You were warned.