marvel

Normally, I try to have blog posts with purpose - writing what I'm passionate about. Not today. I just have some random stuff to tell...

I got kicked in the throat yesterday morning. It was an accident, but it sucked ass. The soundtrack may have gone something like this: "Murfle, mmm, mmm-mmm!" (that's me issuing a warning through peanut-butter-toast-mouth). I run to the couch to catch a falling pet, and boom, he nails me in the throat. It hurt so bad, I thought I'd have a bruise or something cool - no such luck.

I have friends that are ending a relationship. Being a friend to both of them, I've played sympathetic-ear for both parties, leaving me rather drained emotionally. Friend A is moving out, and Friend B is being left behind. I've been feeding Friend B here and there, and helping to nurse a broken heart. They live right next to me, and I do mean RIGHT NEXT, we share a wall. I'm at the computer late last night, geeking it up, and I hear tapping on the wall. At first, I thought it might be Friend B, tapping the wall to see if I'd tap back, signalling that I was awake. I leaned a bit closer, getting ready to morse him back... and then I hear it. Bed springs. It was the sound of the bed hitting the wall! I was so embarrassed and slightly grossed out, because my head was like, right there. Friend A and I had a giggle about it this afternoon though.