Wow, so I somehow managed to give myself food poisoning the other night. Yes ME. I poisoned myself. Go fucking figure. So even with all this, I still tried to go into work yesterday. Stayed for about 2.5 hrs and then left. Yacking on the way to the car too. Not fun. Then coming home, hitting the bed for about 5 hrs or so, and then coming online to chat with the lovely Craftygrrl. Saw a very tired, but still beautiful BeckyJane, and sorta traded music with the great PeaceOrchestra. So all that brightened my otherwise crap day.
In other news, my dad is gone for the week. Meaning I have the house mostly to myself. FINALLY. I love living alone. I hate having roomates, unless im fucking them of course. But otherwise, forget it.
Anywho, gotta go get ready for "work".
In other news, my dad is gone for the week. Meaning I have the house mostly to myself. FINALLY. I love living alone. I hate having roomates, unless im fucking them of course. But otherwise, forget it.
Anywho, gotta go get ready for "work".
*sammiches are beautiful
sammiches are fine
I like sammiches
I eat them all the time
I eat them for my breakfast
I eat them for my lunch and
if I had a hundred sammiches
I'd eat them all at once*