1 trip to the E.R. + 5 bottles of anti biotics + 1 bottle of hydrocodine + 4 advil every 4 hours = worst case of step ever, specially reserved for kristina.
im coming home on friday. quart is picking me up from the air port. i freakin' love that kid. i can not wait. i pretty much plan on spending like everyday with him for like the next month. or two. or three. or six.
i want to be at fucking home. i love my friends here, and they make life much easier. sometimes i even like them more than the real friends i have at home. but regaurdless, i am homesick.