ow

i was sitting in a chair, and when i went to scoot it up, i whapped myself right on my buttcrack booboo.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUU
UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGG
GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ok, i'm gonna go lay down now, cause it's making me feel like fainting.

welcome to the fray!

current mood: in much pain

this will be short - i had surgery on friday (we'll just say on an unmentionables and leave it at that - TRUST me on this one), and i'm having a lot of complications, so i can't sit here for any extended amount of time.

i just wanted to tell everyone that i've posted this blog on blogger.com, under the heading "jimmy's head" - i don't really know how you access it, and i don't have the patience nor the sitting ability to find out. so, if you WANT to read the same thing, feel free to visit it there.

otherwise, i'm going to try to take a shower and lay down. i feel horrible. i'll write more later to let you know that all is not lost...yet...wait....uh oh. is that my __________ (insert gross body part here)? ok, NOW it's lost.

even pirates deserve to get paid

Originally posted Friday, August 25, 2006

even pirates deserve to get paid

Current mood: ecstatic

i just got done getting caught up on my bills! hallelujah, jesus, i just paid bills! i know this means nothing to anyone, but i finally got caught up enough to pay rent, cellphone, gas, water, power, cellphone & even the minimum on my credit card. omg, i didn't think it would feel this great. i know i have almost zero left, but holy crap, these bills have been bugging the shit out of me for the past couple of months. it seems like the ONLY thing i get to buy for myself anymore is GASOLINE!!!!!

you guys, i'm working really, really hard with my money right now. i know it seems i've become a complete shut-in and totally antisocial...and i have. because it costs to be a friend. and that SUCKS. so, i've restrained from doing ANYTHING and going ANYWHERE. i wish i had something to show for all this negative money business, but i don't. but i'm trying. sometimes it's REALLY hard to keep from throwing my hands up in disgust and saying, "screw all this," and just moving back to pell city. where would i go? probably my grandmother's basement with my 40-something year old uncle. hey, i can work early on becoming "scary cat lady". my grandmother is kind of a cat lady, but she's not scary. in fact, she's the complete opposite of scary. which would equal "short, cute & kind angel lady who makes good food & has bad knees & one eye, but is not a pirate."

i have a feeling i'll end up being the scary version of that...which would probably include becoming a pirate. i wouldn't have a parrot, though, since i'm scared of birds. i get seasick pretty easily, too, so they might have to create a new genre of pirate for me..."homrate" (home & pirate) or "piment" (pirate & apartment) or "rentrate" (rent & pirate) or "big, fat, smelly hog" (a combination of many of my endearing qualities).

i can't believe i just paid bills. apparently, becoming an adult makes you a big loser, because you find joy in the STUPIDEST things. it makes me want to run around in the nude hugging everyone in this complex...except child molester. i can't think of any reason to hug him, even with clothes. *shivers*

a challege for you!

Originally posted Thursday, August 24, 2006

a challege for you!
Current mood: hungry

"WEIRDEST thing anyone's ever said to you on IM"

ok, so i was on the 'puter the other night, just surfing, and my yim pops open, and this guy starts a chat. i'm friendly enough, so i'm chatting back, and out of the blue, he says, "hey, btw, do you have herpes? i do, and i'm just looking for other like people to chat with." i was a bit stunned, so i sat there for a minute without answering. finally, i was like, "no, dude, i don't. um, sorry to disappoint..."

i wasn't really sure at that point whether to be impressed with his honesty or totally grossed out at his BLATENT honesty. either way, it was just...weird. i mean, don't they make a support group for that or something? *shivers* i've had other odd conversations, but we'll worry about those later.

SO, what's the weirdest thing a complete and total stranger has ever said to YOU on im? i'm very interested in seeing what you all have to say!!!

Currently reading : Atlas Shrugged
By Ayn Rand
Release date: By 01 August, 1999

i feel as though i've stopped coming up for air

Originally posted Wednesday, August 16, 2006

i feel as though i've stopped coming up for air.

Current mood: distressed

i repeat, i'm no longer coming up for air, and i can't figure out why. i'm going to bed now. i hope this finds everyone "weller" than me. it will all work itself out. it always does. after a good 40k jump, right, sam?
sleep well, all. two more days of this horrid week. they can't all be this bad.

turd people

Monday, August 14, 2006

turd people

Current mood: pissed off

you know, i just wrote this really great thing that expressed all my anger and hatred towards "the turd people of the universe," and i clicked accept and all that great stuff, then i wanted to edit it, so i clicked edit, and apparently "edit" really means "delete" and so it deleted the WHOLE GOD-DAMN THING.

so, now i'm SUPER pissed off, and i don't think there's an emoticon for that. apparently, though, i wasn't supposed to share any of those thoughts about favors or turd people or the nuns, so WHATEVER. *fumes*

oh, i will say what i have to say. but now i have to go to bed and be mad for a minute. because i'm mad. because the computer eats words. MY words. but it won't eat my memory. and the anger is still there. i just wanted to spill it while it was fresh.

fuck, i hate the cosmic morbidity of the universe. my words are out there somewhere and some frickin alien is looking at them, like, "010011100101001001010100010011100110010101010010010100100100100101110010," because i imagine that aliens speak in binary code for some reason. and fyi, that spells "NRTNeRRIr". if you don't know what that means, then you're seriously out of the loop, and there's no WAY i can tell you now. binary alien is my fourth language, right under engrish, esplanola & that one where you talk with your hands.

i also used to wonder why everyone didn't speak english because it was SOOOO easy. i realize now, i was worng.

(for those of you who don't get my jokes, that was one of them - you all now i nevur missspell anythig)

Currently listening : Hypnotize

By System of a Down

Release date: By 22 November, 2005

to all my loyal readers...

Originally posted Monday, August 14, 2006

to all my loyal readers...

Current mood: blank

...this prob has NOTHING to do with you guys, but just in case...i'm going to eventually try to WORK on my page, so it doesn't look so boring, because i hate boring things. it's going to look super-crappy while i screw it up with all this gay html, so i'm really sorry. like my lil online kitty is all cut in half, so you can't see him, and i like him. aaaaand, that's all i was gonna say, i think.

well, and my grammy is in the hospital, her left leg infected with "cellulitis," the most broad, general and stupidest disease known to mankind. not that SHE is stupid, but the infection is stupid. so the conversation with the doctor went like this:

"cellulitis, huh? well, where did it come from?"

"could have come from anything."

"ok, well, can we prevent it in the future?"

"no, it just happens."

"ummm-kay...so it just basically fell out of the sky and into her leg."

"well, we don't know where it came from."

i mean, should we have to pay for diseases that we don't know anything about? i say no. especially not if you're 84. and my grandmother. so, she's in the hospital, being treated for mystery meat in her leg, and i don't understand it. and frankly, i don't like things i don't understand. sometimes. but really in this case. at least it's better than the sandwich she had in her leg when dr thomas did her first knee implant (long-running inside family joke). from what i've witnessed with some docs lately, i'm pretty sure i could take a banana, draw a mustache on it, print it out a lil phD, give it a stethoscope, call it dr. nanner and dr. nanner could do a better job at rebuilding an ankle than at LEAST 15 percent of the jokers i know.

"Dr. Nanner, please report to OR 6. Paging Dr. Nanner to OR 6."



...now i want a dr. nanner action figure. i'm angry at that.

Currently reading : Brave New World

By Aldous Huxley

Release date: By 01 September, 1998

decisions

Originally posted Wednesday, August 09, 2006

decisions

Current mood: complacent

this is an addendum to the previous blog:

i've decided that i just don't care. no matter what happens, i know that i'm the only one on this earth who can truly make myself happy, so i'm sticking to my guns. if people care, they do. if they don't, the don't. i don't care either way. if i'm the last to know, then i'm the first to not give a shit.i love my family & my friends - the ones who have proven themselves to be worthy of my love and adoration. i don't care what others think. i don't really even care what they say. my life is about me & the things i want to accomplish.hey, i have a birthday coming up! i'll be 29! you know what i want? a crockpot & one of those vegetarian crockpot books. well, i want a LOT of things, but that's what's been on my wish list as of late. what else? um, an ipod video, some ps2 games, a camera, more books, some furniture, someone to fix my freaking computer (my motherboard is screwed up). i'd like to have other things like for aaron to give me all my damn pictures and stuff back & for someone to get the pics off my old hard drive, but i'd really be dreaming, then, wouldn't i??? *laughs* as long as i'm dreaming, i'd like to end suffering & attain world peace! i'd also like to go have a big birthday dinner somewhere fun like sakura with my friends & family. WOOO!!! i'm having a party in my head as we speak, and i'm the guest of honor!

oh man, i've GOT to find something to do before i keel over with excitement! i love you guys (most of you anyway!). i appreciate those of you who have stuck around. not everyone prides themselves on being friends with a flipping wackadoo who likes weird hair. ahhh, i'm just me, and if you don't like it, blow me!

MUAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!!!!!!!

&=)

passive-aggressive

Originally posted Tuesday, August 08, 2006

passive-aggressive

Current mood: frustrated

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

i want to scratch someone's eyes out, and it's not a good feeling. you ever have someone tell you they care about you, but sometimes it seems like they're putting one over on you? i HATE that feeling. not that i feel that way, but...just thought i'd bring that up.

i'm at work. and i'm bored. and mad. and i can be mad if i want to, so there...

this kind of stuff makes it easier to want to go into the peace corps. in fact, i think i'm going to start working on my application again soon. i gotta do something with myself instead of sitting around, waiting for someone to give a shit about me. *kicks stool in 3 second, fit-pitching rage*

heros

Originally posted Wednesday, August 02, 2006

heros

Current mood: impressed

I just wanted everyone to know that I have to prop my friend Laura's boyfriend, Lance, and his friend, Luke, because they saved a drowning baby the other day. I took the following off her blog (haha, I hope that's ok, girl!), so you could read what I read. this is pretty frickin' awesome, and if we had more episodes like this, I think the world wouldn't seem like such shit. Thank you, Luke & Lance - you rawk beyond all comprehension!!!!!!!! *hugs*

"Yesterday my boyfriend turned into Superman in my eyes- He and his friend Luke were going into his apartment and noticed a baby bottle on the sidewalk, and then heard the weak, gurgley cries of baby. I know he can't really fly, but I am sure God helped move him and Luke fast enough to get to the pool located across the parking lot to find a child (approx. 1 year old) in the pool. The child was on it's back, floating, flailing and crying in the deep end of the pool. He ran and jumped in and lifted the child out to Luke. During the whole time the baby was crying(weakly at first)- so he didn't have any major damage, and he turned out to be ok. Lukily for the child, he was face up in the water. Lance said his little mouth and nose were about the only thing out of the water. The fire dept, EMS and police came and checked it all out and took the baby to the hospital- but Lance said by the time they left the baby was smiling. I am so proud of the two of them and their quick thinking. They don't really know how it happened- but the baby is ok and that is the main thing. The only casualty was Lance's cell phone, work pager and his wallet- total submersion in pool H20 did them in. That is fine by me if it means the life of a child."

confusion, unabated...

Originally posted on Tuesday, August 01, 2006

confusion, unabated...

Current mood: contemplative

i just want everyone know that i attended the baddest concert in the history of my life. aside from soad, family values 06 was awesome. we didn't make it in time to see all the bands, but we did see stone sour, deftones & korn. and my friends, we were in....."THE PIT". for those of you who don't know, i don't even think i can explain the thrill of it all. for those of you who THINK you know, i'm pretty sure you don't. being mere FEET away from jonathan davis & chino moreno - woah, i'm getting dizzy just reflecting back to my excitement.i do want to write more, but i'm at work right now, so i must be brief. aside from that, i'm experiencing some confusing thoughts. i can't really go into great depth, but my heart and my mind just don't match up sometimes. it's like they're on two different wavelengths. actually, it seems like my heart just throws itself out on the line, while my mind tries so hard to hold back and protect it. my mind is my heart's protector. but my heart is like me - stubborn. it just won't listen.

i'm so confused. my heart is so full, it fills like bursting, while my mind is still trying to form thoughts into words. words that make sense, anyway. right now, it's like "cheeseburger - form letter into the far back! green beans and contrast make bananas and break them. who does the exemplary phobia known to none," and then a bunch of squiggles & colors.

see? no sense, whatsoever.

*sigh*

are you a butterfly?

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

are you a butterfly?

Current mood: exhausted

do i believe that people can change? absolutely. beyond a shadow of a doubt. i've seen it, and i've lived it. i actually had someone ask me the other day if i was an angel, and all i could do was laugh. i'm pretty sure i'll be washing dishes in heaven for a short eternity before i ever acquire any wings.

and you know what else? i can land a fucking mean right hook, in case anyone was thinking of crossing that line.

i'm working a double tonight, all the way into tomorrow (until 330p), plus i went to a show at workplay right before i came here (sons of william & alternate routes - both very good) - it's 11:23p, i'm going on about 3 hrs sleep, and i'm already about to fall out. i have to have my bone scan tomorrow, try to make it as far as i can through work, go do all my paperwork at trinity, then i'm going home to crash like a dead person. so, don't call me...because i'll be dead...and i probably won't remember how to answer the phone...just leave a message at the sound of nothing.

sleep well, loves. it's going to be a rough next few weeks for those of us who struggle. hope all is well with everyone else - i pray for you guys all the time.

Currently listening : Good & Reckless & True

By Alternate Routes

Release date: By 05 July, 2005

random nothing thoughts...

Originally posted Sunday, July 16, 2006

random nothing thoughts...

Current mood: lonely

yeah, it's just not that interesting to me anymore. it comes and goes. it grows and fades. eventually, i'm guessing it will just die. hoping?...i don't know. guessing?...probably.

i might be getting a dog, but i'm not certain.

and my weekend? weird...good, but certainly weird. really looking forward to my second job. i'm going to be working so much, i'll probably forget how to sleep. orientation is next week, and personally, i'm stoked. what i mean is > second job + stoked = no life. it's a pretty easy equation to come derive. there's no x's or y's or shit to solve for.

tomorrow will be a ponytail day. for those of you wondering, this means that i'm going to probably be 5 min behind all day long.

i'm so damn tired, but i have SO much on my mind. i'm about to watch the hey-eck out of some aqua teen. i wish i was cool, but i'm not. i'm about as square as i can be without being someone's mother. oh, but the concert is two weeks from today - one of the only things to which i'm looking forward...until my ship comes in...or plane...whichever hits first.

best wishes to all my readers. i don't know who you are who have given my blog 300+ hits, but it means a lot to know someone kindly reads and might be mildly entertained by the foul shit spat forth by my brain at the strangest times. my life isn't a lot, but it's mine and i appreciate it. strange things happen. i'd have to say, aside from some major mistakes, my life has been pretty bitchin'. if i can just keep the straight and menicingly narrow, i think it's all going to work out...i just don't know how yet. this (my life) is one book i think i'd read the last page first - i'm always curious on how it will end...

Currently reading : I Know This Much Is True (Oprah's Book Club)

By Wally Lamb

Release date: By 06 April, 1999

sometimes, i'm glad you never understood me...

Originally posted Wednesday, July 12, 2006

sometimes, i'm glad you never understood me...

Current mood: grateful

"And maybe for the first time in the last few months, I acknowledged something properly, something I knew had been hiding right down in my guts, or at the back of my head - somewhere I could ignore it anyway. And what I owned up to was this: I had wanted to kill myself, not because I hated living, but because I loved it. And the truth of the matter is, I think, that a lot of people who think about killing themselves feel the same way...They love life, but it's all fucked up for them,...We were up on the roof because we couldn't find a way back into life, and being shut out of it like that...It just fucking destroys you, man. So it's like an act of despair, not an act of nihilism. It's a mercy killing, not a murder. I don't know why it suddenly got to me...because sometimes it's moments like that, real complicated moments, absorbing moments, that make you realize that even hard times have things in them that make you feel alive..."

p.299

for the first time, it seems, my sorrow is starting to make sense...all because of a book. this is to no one in particular. it's for me, and it's all because i never knew how to say it.

Currently reading : A Long Way Down

By Nick Hornby

Release date: By 02 May, 2006

working on holidays BLOWS

Originally posted Tuesday, July 04, 2006

working on holidays BLOWS
Current mood: pleased

I just wrote the most awesome thing I've written in a long time (it was actually a letter that will never be sent). It was so good that even I went back and read it and laughed out loud at some parts. Damn, I'm a pretty good writer sometimes.
Sometimes...when I'm inspired. I wonder what my muse is. Maybe it was the fact that I wrote the whole thing while that stupid Oreo cookie song was stuck in my head. I don't know why - it was just there, and my brain just insisted upon singing it over and over...

Well, there was this one time that I couldn't go to sleep because I had the Golden Girls' theme song stuck in my head. I know I laid there all night, tossing and turning, closing my eyes really tightly..."Thank you for being a frieeeend...." I woke up the next morning, exhausted. I like when that kind of weird stuff happens to me. It makes me more aware that I'm never going to be normal...wait, maybe I meant to say boring, but I'm not sure.

Like, the other day, I was about to hit some type of wooden ladder in the middle of 65 S, so I slammed on my brakes and almost hit the concrete divider wall thing. I hit the ladder anyway, and it splintered into a million pieces, and I heard this screech and loud bang behind me. My first thought was, "OMG, somebody hit me!," but I didn't FEEL anything, so why did I think that? It's the radiation...Anyway, so I look up, and the car behind the car behind me pulls out from behind that guy and just drives away! I was shocked, so I pulled off the interstate and jumped out of the car to find something to throw at the car driving away. Of course, it's the interstate, so it's not like there are any baseballs or good rocks to throw, so I ran back to the other guy's car to make sure he was ok. He was ok, and people were flying all over the road and nearly killing each other to avoid the pieces of the ladder, so I ran back and held up traffic while I dragged all the pieces off to the side of the road. I was in workout clothes, cursing and throwing sticks - I know people thought I had escaped from Bryce. Heather got really mad when I told her and made me promise that I'd never run into the interstate again - but, hey, I didn't want anyone else to get hurt or hit us while we were out there. So, run directly INto the oncoming traffic - whatever.

I waited with him until the cops got there, so I could give my animated rendition of what happened (which always happens - even in church). We were sitting on the concrete dividers beforehand, and people were driving by and honking. For the life of me, I wish I would have had a picnic basket, blanket and some candles, so I could have made the moment more intimate - what the crap did people think we were DOING on the side of the interstate??!?! Yes, I always take my friends to the interstate - I enjoy "EXTREME DATING"!!! People are so freaking retarded. I even called the 911 dispatcher BACK and told him that people were honking at us, should we move our cars and he told me no, to stop calling. Ok, he didn't tell me to stop calling, but he did tell me to stay where we were, because the interstate is like a womb of security and people driving 2 ton vehicles would never DREAM of driving out of control at 90mph and hitting other human beings walking around outside of their vehicles in a stupor in 430p traffic. Um, he didn't say that last part either, but you get me.

So, that was weird. Normalcy is for wimps, though. This, coming from a girl whose idea of a good day is one that doesn't end in tearing through the front door, cursing and/or in tears, with her drivers' side mirror in one hand and missing a shoe. But, whatever. Yeah, that's what I said - whatever...

Screw this - I'm going outside to watch fireworks.
Happy 4th! &=)

APPENDAGE:
So, I went outside to watch, and while I was sitting there, a roach came out of the bushes and wanted to tangle. I wasn't looking for trouble, so I got up to move, and when I got up, I hit my head on the "No Parking" sign and fell off the curb and almost killed myself - when I say "almost killed myself," I mean twisted my ankle and looked like a goob in front of about 1500 people. And, THEN I proceeded to cry at the end of the fireworks - hey, I've got a soft heart but a hard head - it all works out for the best. I'd also like to add that I'm afraid of spiders, birds, balloons & canned biscuits - thanks for reading.

letting go

Originally posted Saturday, July 01, 2006

letting go
Current mood: melancholy

how does it make you feel?

(I am feeling very warm right now
Please don't disappear
I am spacing out with you
You are the most beautiful entity
That I have ever dreamed of)

(At night I will protect you with your dreams
I will be your angel
You worry so much about us having
Enough time together
It makes no difference to me
I would be happy with just
One minute in your arms
Let's have an extended play together
You're telling me that we live
Too far to love each other
But our love can stretch farther
Than the eye can see
So how does this make you feel?)

How does it make you feel?

(Do you know that when you look at me
It is a salvation
I've been waiting for you for so long
I can drive on that road forever
I wish you exist to live on my planet
Well...it's very hard for me to say
These things in your presence
So how does this make you feel?)

How does it make you feel?
(So how does this make you feel?)

Well...I really think you should quit smoking!

***I love that song...and I'll never forget you, no matter where I am in life. You'll probably never read this. So many beautiful, heart-felt things have been written about you and for you, time and time again, and will continue to be written for you, but you'll never read any of it. Regardless, you will have always been the best thing that ever happened in my life. I've always loved you, and I always will. One day, I'll be ok - eventually. Thank you for your time and love. Thank you for all that you gave.***

Currently listening : 10,000 Hz Legend
By Air Release date: By 29 May, 2001

i farted

Originally posted Friday, June 30, 2006

i farted

Current mood: determined

you know, i'm ok with being alone. i thought it was going to be much worse than this, but i'm actually ok. i watch a lot of tv and lay around a lot more, but i guess that just means i need to get off my fat ass and use my gym membership. i was a little sad at first, which came unexpectedly, but not about that - it was about something totally different, yet partially related. it's weird and complicated (exactly like me). but i'm ok right now. just trying to get back on my feet monetarily, which is ALWAYS hard for me. you'd think i was this huge spender with all this crap to show for it - but i'm not. i have all the same stuff with which i started out. i'm just lonely, but i expect i'll need this time.

i'm feeling a lot better, too. i got to spend time with my family, which was sweet. i love my family. we've been through a lot together, and i know it's not over, yet. i've often thought of just dropping everything and moving to italy (don't ask me why there), but i just don't want to leave my family behind. it's not that i CAN'T, it's because i don't want to. i know now that i'm capable of doing anything and going anywhere. i just love my family so much and want to continue to be around while the kids grow up. i mean, you see my current primary photo is me and braxton.

but as much as i've continually screwed up, they continue to unconditionally love me. i wouldn't trade my family of screwed up knuckleheads for all the world. not even for a month of free rent, which would be nice right about now. i know i'm still destined for something, aside from just rotting here in this apartment, but i'm taking it one day at a time. like they say, lots of days do attack me at once sometimes. i have to get my motivation back up, though, and it's hard to do when you don't have a "significant other". i'll manage, though - i always do...

Currently watching : Family Guy, Vol. 3

Release date: By 29 November, 2005

freedom...FREEDOM

Originally posted Tuesday, June 27, 2006

freedom...FREEDOM

Current mood: hopeful

i'm feeling much better - MUCH better. i still don't have my voice back (which i know some of you would count as a blessing, so up yours), but FREEDOM IS SWEET. i'm not sure if i was meant to be alone, like forever, but right now is good enough. and it's nice. shelby's even staying with me tonight. i think heather might even stay with me sometime, which will be fun. we need a sleepover. that would be like medicine for me, to have some fun, just me and my best friend. i feel like i've been caged up like veal, which is weird. i just need to grow and expand - now, literally speaking, it needs to be quite the opposite - but i'll be starting the gym back soon enough. i know this may all seem cruel, but it was in my best interest, and that's good for me. it will be even better in the long run.

right now, i feel better. it's just going to take some getting used to. and i have plenty of places to go, if i can't hack it. i've already had plenty of love doled out to me (i'm such a friggin' weenie). i'm thankful for what i do have, and i know there's more to come. i'm ready for better. i'm ready for normal. i'm ready for GOOD. damn, i'm ready for something good.

*hark* *hark*

Originally posted Tuesday, June 20, 2006

*hark* *hark*

Current mood: drained

my coughing makes me sound like a seal...that's all. i'm 'bout to lose my voice. but you know what? aside from this little setback, things are coming together quite nicely.

&=)

Currently watching : Lost - The Complete Second Season

Release date: By 05 September, 2006

sick girl

Originally posted Monday, June 19, 2006

sick girl
Current mood: sick

i had to go to the er at 3a morning, because my throat closed up on me. dr mcminn did several tests, but said it was just a virus that had to run its course. they gave me a decadron shot, and i'm taking that over-the-counter tylenol sore throat stuff, but i still feel REALLY gross. i had to call in to work today, and while i slept, my fever kept going up and down, so i'm all sweaty and gritty-feeling. blech.

you know, i don't get sick like i used to, but when i do, crap, it hits me like a ton of bricks. i just hope shelb doesn't get sick, since we were all over each other, sleeping in the bed this weekend. i'm just exhausted - i feel like i've been hit by a bus. i hope this goes away soon, cause i really don't want to have a family photo made with a giant red clown nose. perpetual sneezes suck...

Currently watching : Aqua Teen Hunger Force - Volume Two
Release date: By 20 July, 2004