I hate being sick.
I always seem to be posting that I'm sick. And sad about it. And whiney.
Because I'm seriously the world's worst attention-whore when I feel icky. Curl up with everyone I know and mewl for affection.
My morning was somewhat stressful. But made much better by the fact that the entire time I was running our YouthAids fundraiser at work, I had this little ball of cute (in the form of a five year old with pigtails) holding my hand. Fucking adorable.
Okay. Time to go get my five hours of sleep and drag myself up in the morning and do it aallll again. Although I now possess a powerful biological weapon: anyone fucks with me, I cough on the bastards!
I always seem to be posting that I'm sick. And sad about it. And whiney.
Because I'm seriously the world's worst attention-whore when I feel icky. Curl up with everyone I know and mewl for affection.
My morning was somewhat stressful. But made much better by the fact that the entire time I was running our YouthAids fundraiser at work, I had this little ball of cute (in the form of a five year old with pigtails) holding my hand. Fucking adorable.
Okay. Time to go get my five hours of sleep and drag myself up in the morning and do it aallll again. Although I now possess a powerful biological weapon: anyone fucks with me, I cough on the bastards!
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smurf:
dude! i was on the balcony for that show too. i was in the piece where we had the white things around our wrists and did funky goth dance with them. then took the chick away. i had the white blonde hair,
papawheelie:
I fucking LOVE zeitgeist