cat

so, theres a cat on my lap. i almost wrote car.
aric had his party last night. wanted to go, but didn't...damn. stupid sickness....
i had to switch shifts with tara, so im working in about...well, less than an hour. i really dont want to. i dont know what this stomach is going to do in the next few minutes, or hours...so im afraid to go and stand for 6 hours behind a cash register...oivay. so effing tired too. i want my bed back. i was happy there...

burp

i had my first actual meal in days, being breaky. and my stomach is rumbling at it. not a good sign, i dont think. gaaaaarK

wellwell....nothing more to say, i suppose. im just bored out of mymy mind, so there....jklfdasjkfl;dsajkl;fdsajkf;dsa

hehe, scared the stupid cat. buahaha...

ENOUGH