oubliette1

well, i have enough snot in my nose to feed a small country. i need to see a doctor about my hips and sleeping pills, eddie is fixing my computer today, i don't think my room can be more spotless but i can sure as fuck try. anxiety is bad, but i figure if i get sleeping pills than it's better than not sleeping...i was happy that i finally started eating again last night...then i threw it all up. damnit. but i ate this morning, and my stomach seems promising. i stayed the night at eddies house the other night. that boy does not understand that cuddling is not coshure when one party is attached. I think i need to stop staying the night there. people talk a lot. not that i care, or that i feel like i'm doing anything wrong; it's just he doesn't understand that cuddling is a bad idea. i tried the subtle hints "it's too hot", "don't touch me", "I'm pmsing"..."i've got to pee"...until i left. i tried being blunt too. oh well. but hey, he's fixing my computer for free. minor moral sacrifice is needed.