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- I am so tired. I shouldn't have gone out last night. I'm doing okay, but I have this weird random cough. I think my body is telling me that I should have slept more than a few hours this weekend. Last night was lots of fun though. Even if it was "amateur night". Heh. Pix to be posted... eventually. Prolly after the tattooing. *kittie yawn*
- But. I have a Red Bull. FEAR ME.
- I have seen entirely too much ball/dick/ass that was not my fiancé's this recently. Just sayin'. And I'm going to have you fuckers in kilts for my wedding? I'm so screwed.
- I am bleedie and unpleased with the situation. I think that's another reason I feel so blarg.
- I'm in a constant state of nausea lately. Am I hungry? Nooope. Not even the "oh, it could be hunger or nausea" feeling, it's straight up "Ew. Food." stuff. Yesterday when I finally DID eat, it blew threw me. I have had a sammitch (sliced chicken boobs and lettuce on a wrap) today, so let's see how THAT fairs. I lost 5 pounds though. I don't really count it since I shouldn't have hit that weight anyways. two three seven. Oh. Em. Gee. I wouldn't mind the fucking number if it wasn't ALL AROUND MY STOMACH. It's getting awkward to hold move and shit.
- I ended up with a TONNNNN of "ingrown" hairs from my waxing. THAT was new. I look like I have bad bug bites on my legs. I know it's from getting my pores violated and then having my sweaty skin resting against itself, but it is BIZARRE looking.
- Tattoo tomorrow! Janete & I will definitely be there, but I don't know about whoever else is coming. State if you are or not, if it's to get inked or just to watch :) It'll be at Shotsies on Route 23 in Wayne.
- When the hell am I going to do laundry? It's going to consume my soul soon. Fuck, man.
- Thank god for Red Bull. It tastes way better with vodka, but hey. It's better than nothing.
- I am still so polluted from this weekend.
- I have a general funkie feeling around me. It's not ME either. It's just that fun lil' empathy thing I can't shut the fuck off. Arg.
- Work. Is. Work. Ewies.
- Randy as ALL hell lately. I blame everyone again. Not my doing. I've been a fucking angel. SHUT UP I HAVE BEEN. QUIT LAUGHING! Dammit.
- I am so tired. I shouldn't have gone out last night. I'm doing okay, but I have this weird random cough. I think my body is telling me that I should have slept more than a few hours this weekend. Last night was lots of fun though. Even if it was "amateur night". Heh. Pix to be posted... eventually. Prolly after the tattooing. *kittie yawn*
- But. I have a Red Bull. FEAR ME.
- I have seen entirely too much ball/dick/ass that was not my fiancé's this recently. Just sayin'. And I'm going to have you fuckers in kilts for my wedding? I'm so screwed.
- I am bleedie and unpleased with the situation. I think that's another reason I feel so blarg.
- I'm in a constant state of nausea lately. Am I hungry? Nooope. Not even the "oh, it could be hunger or nausea" feeling, it's straight up "Ew. Food." stuff. Yesterday when I finally DID eat, it blew threw me. I have had a sammitch (sliced chicken boobs and lettuce on a wrap) today, so let's see how THAT fairs. I lost 5 pounds though. I don't really count it since I shouldn't have hit that weight anyways. two three seven. Oh. Em. Gee. I wouldn't mind the fucking number if it wasn't ALL AROUND MY STOMACH. It's getting awkward to hold move and shit.
- I ended up with a TONNNNN of "ingrown" hairs from my waxing. THAT was new. I look like I have bad bug bites on my legs. I know it's from getting my pores violated and then having my sweaty skin resting against itself, but it is BIZARRE looking.
- Tattoo tomorrow! Janete & I will definitely be there, but I don't know about whoever else is coming. State if you are or not, if it's to get inked or just to watch :) It'll be at Shotsies on Route 23 in Wayne.
- When the hell am I going to do laundry? It's going to consume my soul soon. Fuck, man.
- Thank god for Red Bull. It tastes way better with vodka, but hey. It's better than nothing.
- I am still so polluted from this weekend.
- I have a general funkie feeling around me. It's not ME either. It's just that fun lil' empathy thing I can't shut the fuck off. Arg.
- Work. Is. Work. Ewies.
- Randy as ALL hell lately. I blame everyone again. Not my doing. I've been a fucking angel. SHUT UP I HAVE BEEN. QUIT LAUGHING! Dammit.
