pogarita

I have no voice.

I want to die.

I'm just super tired of being sick, and also just really tired in general ( I suppose it has something to do with the sick thing). I had to work today with a little sign taped to my boob that said "Nichole has laryngitis, sorries" and walk around with the same notepad and pen that I've been using for the last two days. After a while I got tired of trying to sell people stuff and keep their attention while I took the time to write it all down. So I finished out my day squeaking to everyone and having to repeat myself four or five times. Oh and I hate everyone that works at Subway. They're incompetent and lazy. May they all fuck off and die an indefinite number of times.

Also, I kind of wanted to go to a show tonight - but I got held up (see above: Subway assfucks) so I missed it.

Tomorrow I have court, a "date", and a Nekromantix show to go to. All at the exact same time. Seriously, I'm beginning to think I may have overbooked myself.
I'm interested to see how many of those I can actually make it to without cutting my body into pieces and mailing it.

kthxbai,
Nicholyolyoly