mikael

Nyquil Nyquil Nyquil

I love you

You giant fucking Q

Yes, the bird flu flew down my chimney through my flue and into my sinuses and chest. I'm sick.

I'm now moving on the 13th of this month. I was scheduled to pick up the uhaul tomorrow and leave on Wednesday, but that's now kaput because I don't have a place to live yet. I should by next week, however. I'm excited. But out $50 for changing my Uhaul reservations the day of, as the office was closed when I called this afternoon. Fuck.

I'm the giant fucking Q is kicking in strong, so I will abrputly end this journal entry now and pass out.