Blah. "the mask keeps on slipping and tearing, holes are big enough to see..."
that was totally unrelated, in case you were wondering.
don't feel like doing list of ways in which i'm fucked up yet. maybe some other time. it involves clowns, anyway.
Tired but can't sleep (stupid earache). Also, solid brass antique (well, 50s) lamp fell on head yesterday. THAT didn't help mood much. i need chocolate.
Not actually down, just waiting for everything to go away. Want some free time with mike. but he's leaving the day of his last exam (monday). =( we haven't even figured out what's happening after xmas. arg. looks like we (mike julz and i) might be staying at red's, cuz my mom NOW minds, with her foot and all.... pffff. my friends wouldn't care if she was in a dressing gown all day. ;) Hell, look at us. After all, they don't call Mike "Nakedboy" for nothing...
Donnie sez he's gonna come back here, to U of T, next year. How wicked is that? I think i've missed him so much cuz i know how far away he is. everyone else i care about is, at most, a 3 hour drive, but he's a flight away. arg.
Anyway, going to go find... i don't know... apple sauce... or soup... or baby formula... something i can inject thru IV. stupid ear.
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