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is the only icon that seems to remotely reflect how I feel right now. Actually, I feel pretty good, but damned if I'm not dehydrated. I don't think I've peed more than once in the past fifteen hours.

One long weekend filled with alcohol, smoke, and that smoke that does really funny things to my head. Not sleeping a night whilst drinking, then going to work at 6:30 in the ay-em, then taking a very brief nap, then going to a big party, and their after party, and then...work in the next morning, followed by my work's Christmas party.

Wow. I slept very well last night. The party was out in the house on Tybee, and it was fucking cold. We had a scavenger hunt, some of it including wading through the marsh, and swimming butt-naked in the icy water where I thought I could handle it (until I realized how fucking far that buoy really was in the water). Cut my foot up on the barefooted walk back, but hey, at least there was the hot tub.

Well, that's two parties down, two more to go. I'm ready to work tonight and then just chill the fuck out.

Some guy who frequents my work yesterday asked me out. And at the after-party, some other guy from my work ran along the same lines. Am I ovulating or something?

Speaking of cycles, it's been almost eight months since I went off the pill, and my period is still fluctuating like crazy. It's been almost seven weeks since I last had it, and I know for a FACT that I'm not pregnant. Unless it was immacualte conception.

I wonder if the son of God would be able to survive an abortion.

...Bad joke.

I'm going through a few-hour phase where I'm really hating love and all that love brings.

But, to get ready for work right now. Must stop smoking a pack a day.

Never going on a bender again. (Or am I?!)