cid and i are sleepover buddies. fil gets up to go to work and then cid and i hit the hay for a few more hours and hug like sisters. when i turn over he turns over. if i change sleeping positions before he is ready to he meows at me and then i do it anyway and this means that sleeptime will soon be over because the bond is broken.
then i write the great american novel.
i am so sick of being sick. i’m glad it’s grey out and probably going to rain soon. bitches. last nite making chicken explosion lasagna i went to take it out of the oven and i turned it upside down on the oven door and said HELP ME HELP ME and fil ran over and got all huffy then i got huffy for him being mad at me for almost destroying everything so i slammed the bathroom door and blew my nose and clipped my toenails and then we ate the chicken whatever and watched the yes men while fil kept unzipping my pants pocket and unbuttoning the other two pockets and i went mentally insane over him doing this.
THEY’RE NOT MEANT TO BE UNBUTTONED!
he is also sick so we’re basically taking turns pissing each other off.
i feel like i am dying. i have chills all over my body and especially in my head. i feel like a miserable old troll who can’t go out on the hottest day yet. arg. i just took some cold fx, lets see if don cherry is full of shit.
saw amityville horror tonite.
now i think i have five ulcers.
shit be scary.
i stood outside for a minute to see how warm it was and had an explosion of headache and allergy sinus whatever hit me all at once so now i am hiding in the closet and if i ever drink robitussin again i will vomit. everytime i sneeze it feels like blood is going to shoot out of my nose and ears and scalp. i sat in the tub and felt like i was morphing through time and i guess i fell asleep because the water was black and cold and i meant to write a short story but i thought about throwing tennis balls instead.
Jamie says:
I bought a pack of ten ISBN numbers
Jamie says:
if you ever want to use one
raymi says:
woah sweet
raymi says:
how much did they cost
Jamie says:
well, ten was the minimum you could buy
Jamie says:
it was about 200 bucks for ten
Jamie says:
something like that
raymi says:
woah spendorama
Jamie says:
plus some kind of processing fee — 25 dollars or something
Jamie says:
yeah, i splurged
Jamie says:
and i might not ever wind up using them
Jamie says:
we’ll see
raymi says:
so now that u have them u can publish absolutely anything u want right
Jamie says:
yeah
Jamie says:
i mean, i could publish anything i wanted to anyway — but now they can be sold in bookstores and such
Jamie says:
listed on amazon, etc
raymi says:
no i mean u could publish a book full of unintelligible crap
Jamie says:
yeah
Jamie says:
is that what you’re plannning to do?
Jamie says:
i already made one of those myself
raymi says:
well its pretty much what i am doing already right
Jamie says:
i will be your publisher
Jamie says:
i should probably head into work
Jamie says:
and lollygag along the way, since it’s so pretty outside
Jamie says:
maybe i’ll buy an ice cream
raymi says:
thats what old men do
Jamie says:
yep
Jamie says:
actually what old men REALLY like to do, is buy ice creams for young girls
raymi says:
ew pervy
