welcome.
Meow.
Meow. |
I only feel like death because I've gotten no sleep and got sick in Connecticut again. I just can't seem to convince myself to liking Connecticut. It's hard to like something when you're sick all the time though. It is amusing when my grandfather plans my future for me. What future? Oh, you know, joining the military and being a garbage man. It'll be great... I'm allowed to have other aspirations right? Well, either way this week shouldn't be too bad. I feel a science test, but that's the only thing that'll really get in the way of finishing my stupid paper...though in the end it probably won't be a stupid paper because it's a lovely topic. I think I had an epiphany over that one. Maybe I can bribe myself with food to finish it...that usually works. Sigh...4 1/2 more pages, then it's overrr. Thank goodness. I don't think I've consciously realized how much you have effected me, though subconsciously I believe I have. And it's now, forever later, that my subconscious has clued me in. Last night's dream was all too real. And all too...explainable? It's honestly my only worry going into the week. But hell, it's that versus my good streak, so we'll see who wins. |
