It is far, far too cold to be awake. I am going to bed.
Seriously, it's fifty degrees in here, and I have the heat turned up to eighty five.
Bed.
Now.

Okay, so I punched a homeless guy in the mouth and knocked out his tooth which cut open my knuckle. I don't want to get into it, but I was ENTIRELY JUSTIFIED!!! I am not insane or violent. Anyway, I was not arrested, but they made me get an HIV and a hepatitis test. I got the call today that I am clean, and so is said homeless guy, who, apparently ( Read more... )

Things are slowly, but surely getting back to normals here. Andy is feeling a lot batter, and my cold is nothing more than a lingering cough. We were pretty much useless for the last week or so, but after this weekend, I should be able to start taking translation assignments and everything will calm down. Hopefully ( Read more... )

I juat spent the last three hours laying in bed, stroking Andy's hair. He has THE COLD, and, because I am a virgo, I baby people when they are sick. Now, if only I could get him to drink some honey/lemon tea for his throat. . .

I made Samedi my new default icon. Because he is my sweet, sweet baby boy. And I love him ( Read more... )

So Keech called around one and said he'd be over in three hours. I panicked, because the place is a mess due to me being sick for the past several days. So in a freakish frenzy, I cleaned and cleaned and cleaned, and just as I was finishing up the vaccuuming, the phone rings. It's Keech and he says, "Om second thought, I have some stuff to do, so I ( Read more... )

This cold sucks. I really can't post anything, because I am just too worn out to think.

Screwe classes. I am certified!!! I am officially an interpretor for the deaf. Passed the examinations with flying colors. I'm not giving up my acting, though. I'm going free lance with the sign language, so I can work around rehearsals and the like.
Fuck, yeah.
But I still have a fucking cold.

Either some very insane girl is running around outside in the playground, soaking wet, in a sundress, in -9 degree temperatures, or Andy and I just saw that ghost of the drowned girl Melissa is always yammering on about.
I am officially creeped out.
Also, a little disappointed that Melissa may not be as crazy as I've always thought she was.

Something happened today that is so insanely stressful. . .I don't even know. Goodbye sleep. I'll get into more detail later, but what it basically boils down to is that I may lose ALL my benifits (social security, food stamps, medical) because when I was a baby, my grandfather took out a life insurance policy on me. One that nobody alive in my ( Read more... )