I'm sitting around watching some bullshit show that is stuck on (the guest room doesn't have any other channels) and thinking about my life
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John's car was broken into last night and the seats and radio were stolen. My apartment complex can only talk to the security firm that wasn't doing their job (obviously). John is car-less until the insurance company gets a copy of the police report (which won't happen for 3-5 business days, not counting memorial day). I feel paranoid now. I
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So, other than tonight my life's been fine. I just feel the need to vent because I'm frustrated, tired, overworked, and about to start my period (overshare, I know, but fuck off
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I had a fever yesterday. I thought It broke last night, but I'm starting to heat up again. I really forgot what having a cold or the flu feels like. Omg, it sucks hardcore. I'm so thankful that John was there for me yesterday to make me soup and get me water and all that stuff. I just hate feeling so helpless and crappy...