"What are you both four feet tall? You should have never left the shire!!!"

[winterophelia]

The weird sick feeling in my stomach that spread up into my throat like maybe I needed to cry until I vomited has now subsided and been replaced with the inability to make my brain stop asking questions and coming up with multiple unrelated answers for each which only spawn more questions. I need a can of gasoline and my missing lighter.

The week was good, except that part where I was up until 5am and screwed up my entire sleep pattern. It got really super shitty out, lots of rain and some tornado watches, but weather promises to be nice tomorrow. I really suck at poker now. Friday, Veronica, Nate, Mike, and I tried to download Halo on computers, went to the talent show (which was actually v. entertaining), lost Mike, saw Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles for free (also v. entertaining), lost Veronica, and watched The Good Shepherd until we fell asleep. Saturday was spent playing wow and talking about people. That night involved w3l scrabble, people pile, talking, cutting things out of magazines, and watching video games. Today, comic book work, rping, bumming food, tv, and apathy. Now, I really need to figure out what's wrong with me.

I think something might be wrong with Sarah's phone as I always get a default message when I call. It sucks because I really want to talk to her so I can sort shit out in my head. Maybe I need a journal or something so I can try and do it myself. Alternatively, I could start looking for my lighter.

Comments

[69sofine.livejournal.com]

sarah's phone died, but it is charged now. you can always call me to talk or at least see if she's with me cause she usually is.

[thankyourgod.livejournal.com]

i think she hasn't set up her voice mail yet. do not be discouraged! all will be better for the simple reason that i <3 you in a big, kinda gay way. (but only kinda.)

[thalion1.livejournal.com]

Take solice in knowing that it could always be worse. You could be me or Ann.