someone up there has a sense of humor.
Nov. 11th, 2006 08:28 pmbecause with all the crap that happened this week, he decided to give me one last kick in the ass... and make me sick as a dog on a 75-degree day that would have been very therapeutic to enjoy. i tried my darndest anyway... despite tossing and turning all night in a feverish sweat, i got up this morning, showered, bombed my system with cold medicine, actually got kinda dressed up, and headed out to new hope. i haven't been there in years, and i really wanted to go for a drive with the top down on the car and then wander around town for a while. i made it there, but within an hour i was ready to fall over from the feeling-crappy-ness. i stopped at a CVS before meeting my dad for lunch, and bought some more cold medicine, which was enough to get me through our meal without curling up under the table. it was great to see him... and even if i felt like i'd been run over by a truck, it was lovely to drive with the top down one last time before winter.
i managed to hold out one more hour and give myself some retail therapy... the items i purchased, if i have the energy to get them out tonight, will turn into something that should make me very, very happy. i need that. i really do.
i managed to hold out one more hour and give myself some retail therapy... the items i purchased, if i have the energy to get them out tonight, will turn into something that should make me very, very happy. i need that. i really do.
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Date: 2006-11-12 02:06 am (UTC)> therapy... the items i purchased, if i have the energy to get
> them out tonight, will turn into something that should make me
> very, very happy.
Must you build a meth lab every time you get a sniffle?
Feel better, hon.
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Date: 2006-11-12 02:32 am (UTC)By the way, whatdja buy?!?
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Date: 2006-11-12 03:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-12 03:08 am (UTC)