unnnnngh i am wearing a blanket right now and have been awake since 5am. i cannot eat perogies-type foodstuffs, i have nausea gutrot and i am trying to beat barfing. this is like that one time after eating at eastside mario’s with my dad a medley of pasta stuffed with disgusting and crabcakes.

why come when you feel sick all you can picture in your head is every puke-inducing thing you ever ate?

this hour of the day is madness. you feel like a spy and any activity or movement outside the window has to be a ninja, there is just no other explanation for it.

and no i am not pregnant i just finished my period. and we didn’t go to that 70s playboy party either, we visitted christie and laura, and stupidly drank the caesars and rockstars* i told her to get us, then shared perogies and a mediterranean plate at the pourhouse.

*the rockstars were her idea though i did not oblige them.

i woke up at five thinking of a wicked burn about how christie already has stuff on facebook by the time i wake up she probably starts uploading it from the club she’s at before she gets home. then i had two glugs of brita water and it triggered something so here i am now how wonderful.

burn on me she hasn’t put anything up yet.

this is so lame! i was on the couch thinking about people and existence (I KNOW!) and trying to lie in positions that wouldn’t make vomit happen, thinking about how gay it is to be thinking about strangers i don’t even know then i started getting mad at this person who doesn’t exist for making me think about them at 5 in the morning while i am so sick feeling on the couch and what a selfish prick they are. i am big into transference in case you didn’t know.

i am drying out for at least a week and i am not smoking either, that’s the shit that puts me over the edge, having a cigarette when i’m already feeling knackered, so stupid, and it gets me everytime.

here i am smiling because i just opened that big bird present. in his back you put a cassette and he would narrate a story for you and his beak moved, i also had a snow white and the seven dwarves book with cassette and put it in big bird sometimes to see him talk like a woman because i was gifted.

ok because i was an asshole.