extrafox

I am decked out in full SG regalia. My pajama pants showed up today, so in their honor, I am wearing the graffiti beater and the pants and feelin' sassy.

I think I like being home because I'm never at home. I spend a lot of time with mom and Rob, but I've always got people who want to see me and I never have downtime. Arizona is so empty in comparison. All the good people live too far away.

It's also nice to have my cat. I don't care what my mom says, when I have an apartment for her to live in, I'm stealing her away from this cold state.

Oh, so I've been sick again. Exact same sick as I keep getting. The unable-to-breathe-out-of-my-nose stage hasn't hit yet, but I know it will. It always comes after the sore-throat-and-congestion stage. Then there will be more congestion. There will be constant bitching throughout, as well.

So many things I gotta get on top of. A practice set. Dinner and lunch with dad. Bowling. New Years. Alex. Katie. Ice skating. Liz. Nicky. Chestbutt. Sleep.

Yes... sleep.