i had a case of the sick. with the aid of my oh so beloved friend, nyquil, i got over it. last night i slept for sixteen hours straight. i think that the rest of the week is going to be full throttle for me. i think i may have blown my knee out for the umpteenth time over the weekend, but i'm not going to let it slow me down. i feel almost crazy, my eyes look like a rabid cat's and i'm edgy as fuck.
i love it. i love being alive. it's time.
i love it. i love being alive. it's time.