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ladyoflorien) wrote2004-02-24 04:50 pm
ladyoflorien) wrote2004-02-24 04:50 pm
I hate subject lines.
Well, the loony tunes shirt I've had for about ten years now finally bit the dust. *tosses it in the trashcan* Poor shirt. My faithful companion. ;)
And I'm back to being 159 friends entries behind. WHOOO! *dances a jig* GO ME! Will read those when, you know, the room ISN'T spinning around in circles.
Am clean. That's a plus. Room still clean (minus unmade bed). Another plus. Hung a few things up yesterday, so room no longer resembles a prison cell so much. Another plus. Okay, so things aren't so bad. Now I need to go figure out how to get the freaking VCR from beyond to work, take my poison (I only mildly jest), put on a DRESS, study, find something to eat, and try to make myself look pretty within the next hour so I can leave in time. D'oh. I may have spoken too soon.
Four days ago mom predicted I'd get a fever blister (cold sore? except it's on my lip, not in my mouth). Yesterday morning I woke up with the itchiest, sorest, nastiest looking fever blister ever. Darn her for being right on. I discovered for the first time about an hour ago that it hurts like heck to laugh. Grrr. I should not on all accounts be leaving the house tonight. I should stay where it's warm and eat soup and drink liquids. If Dr. Bell knew I was going out tonight he'd kill me. But you know what? Screw it.
And I'm back to being 159 friends entries behind. WHOOO! *dances a jig* GO ME! Will read those when, you know, the room ISN'T spinning around in circles.
Am clean. That's a plus. Room still clean (minus unmade bed). Another plus. Hung a few things up yesterday, so room no longer resembles a prison cell so much. Another plus. Okay, so things aren't so bad. Now I need to go figure out how to get the freaking VCR from beyond to work, take my poison (I only mildly jest), put on a DRESS, study, find something to eat, and try to make myself look pretty within the next hour so I can leave in time. D'oh. I may have spoken too soon.
Four days ago mom predicted I'd get a fever blister (cold sore? except it's on my lip, not in my mouth). Yesterday morning I woke up with the itchiest, sorest, nastiest looking fever blister ever. Darn her for being right on. I discovered for the first time about an hour ago that it hurts like heck to laugh. Grrr. I should not on all accounts be leaving the house tonight. I should stay where it's warm and eat soup and drink liquids. If Dr. Bell knew I was going out tonight he'd kill me. But you know what? Screw it.