I'm leaving for camp tomorrow morning. I'll have no way to contact anyone until Saturday. Bitches better miss me madly.

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Mono is breaking my balls here. I tried to go into work Tuesday and was sent home early around 11 a.m. I've been in bed since. I feel like a sloth and I *hate* not working. Prior to this, I called in once and I was paralyzed in pain. And now I'm debilitated with this damn Mono that I originally thought was a bad case of strep that I could get a ( Read more... )

the first one is Ben and the second... is Jerry ( Read more... )

My fish died. This morning. It was particularly sad because it wasn’t like I just woke up and he was floating at the top of the tank. It was a drawn out, Terry Schiavo-esque situation. But I couldn’t exactly take him to a fish doctor. Or put him on a fish feeding tube. And now he’s in a little black, velvet earring box. I loved that fish. It was ( Read more... )

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Camp Quality is the week of July 30th. For those of you who don’t know, Camp Quality is a really cool, free camp for kids who either have or have had cancer. Every companion is given a camper to spend the week with. Last year was my first year and it was a seriously amazing experience. I’m planning to go this year and someone should go with me. It’ ( Read more... )

Oh my God. Not the morning fro.

I'm shaking and shivering and this sick feeling I have in the pit of my stomach actually made me vomit. I don't think I've ever felt this uncomfortable in my life. Seriously. Ever. It takes a lot to suprise me, but I definitely never saw any of this coming. This past month has been absolutely hellish. I didn't expect to feel this way. It never ( Read more... )

Okay. My final photo story is coming up and I need several things to complete it how I'm envisioning it... #1: A baby. Particularly as young as possible, like fresh out of the womb young. #2: Someone in the 40-60 year old age range with a good sense of humor. #3: Someone getting a tattoo. Particularly someone kinda young. Also if you know someone ( Read more... )

Today at work, I was standing in the main aisle and this cute little white boy in a Carhart jacket walked up to me. He was about 2 or 3 years old. The conversation started out fairly normal for a conversation with a little kid ( Read more... )