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Interesting day today... well, not really. I did promise that I would catch up on the time I skipped due to midterm rushing around, but I'm not going to do that tonight because I'm still not feeling well (stomach has gone AWOL, head has followed suit, temp is up, blah blah blah SUCKTASTIC). I also haven't gotten round to posting the SOTW because... well, I've had several possibilities uploaded for a while and I can't decide which to use.
At any rate, I woke up in the early afternoon today thinking that it was 8AM because a power outage had drastically altered the time on my alarm clock. I'd been having strange dreams in which I murdered a girl named Paeonia just to see if I could, then found out later as I tried to conceal my crime that I actually hadn't killed her and someone else had. Dream logic. It wasn't a very pleasant night of dreams, and I was glad to get up. I went out and got icecream for breakfast, because I am swearing off sweets again and I wanted to have one last delectable cone.
Anyway, I sat around waiting for N. to call and watching TV... the Travel Channel and then Lolita (the 1962 version, of course), a bit later. N did eventually call but I ended up telling her that I probably wouldn't make it to the coffee place (where a Scrabble tourney was planned for the evening) and that she shouldn't smack me around if I didn't show. However, I still needed dinner (despite not feeling well enough to be social), so I got dressed and got ready to go out and figured I'd drop by the Scrabble Tourney if I was up to it after dinner.
and I ended up waiting in line for a table for almost an hour. ate, rented movies, came home. by then it was too late and I was feeling too ill.
watched the Felicity tape from the other night, and have been doing laundry and getting ready for bed. my stomach has utterly rebelled. you don't want details. they are gory. i have a fever (101 F). i have been medicated. i will survive.
At any rate, I woke up in the early afternoon today thinking that it was 8AM because a power outage had drastically altered the time on my alarm clock. I'd been having strange dreams in which I murdered a girl named Paeonia just to see if I could, then found out later as I tried to conceal my crime that I actually hadn't killed her and someone else had. Dream logic. It wasn't a very pleasant night of dreams, and I was glad to get up. I went out and got icecream for breakfast, because I am swearing off sweets again and I wanted to have one last delectable cone.
Anyway, I sat around waiting for N. to call and watching TV... the Travel Channel and then Lolita (the 1962 version, of course), a bit later. N did eventually call but I ended up telling her that I probably wouldn't make it to the coffee place (where a Scrabble tourney was planned for the evening) and that she shouldn't smack me around if I didn't show. However, I still needed dinner (despite not feeling well enough to be social), so I got dressed and got ready to go out and figured I'd drop by the Scrabble Tourney if I was up to it after dinner.
and I ended up waiting in line for a table for almost an hour. ate, rented movies, came home. by then it was too late and I was feeling too ill.
watched the Felicity tape from the other night, and have been doing laundry and getting ready for bed. my stomach has utterly rebelled. you don't want details. they are gory. i have a fever (101 F). i have been medicated. i will survive.
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how's yr brown tongue? :)
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I missed felicity and am really bummed... i didnt tape it or anything!
meep :I
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f's dad was a big dickhead as usual, and other stuff happened relating to the fact that f is currently getting along better with noel than with ben, who had just returned from st louis deciding that he didn't want to be a paramedic after all, but he did want to be a doctor. also, f did not get into the honors art program - which she lied to her dad about because he was being such a prick to her and telling her that she was "wasting her time" as an art major.