August 6, 2006

  • I’m lonely as a leper; I’m contagious as hell.” –Jonah-


     


    I won’t be moving out. Turns out I cannot, after all, afford it. Back to the commuter’s life for me… I suppose this is good for me, as I need to learn how to actually save money, but it doesn’t mean I’m not disappointed as hell.


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    My 22nd birthday came & went without incident and, really, without much excitement. It was kind of like a normal CF weekend – Clubhouse Friday, Nick & Andrew’s Saturday. My “gifts” consisted of shots & cases of Miller Lite, but I also got some really elevating birthday wishes on my voicemail & Facebook wall.


     


    I spent today in bed until 7:00 p.m. because I woke up throwing up again. It wasn’t a hangover; just another bout of ridiculous stomach gymnastics. I’m making doctor’s appointments tomorrow to figure out why I keep barfing.


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    Tonight is “The 4400” & then back to bed. What a freakin’ life… Are you sure I just turned 22 and not 72?

Comments (3)

  • me and amy wanna move out sometime in the spring, that way we can save up money during the winter. you should think about moving in with us…ehh? sound good? i think so!

  • i’m sorry!!! but in a cliche way, the truth is that everytime one door closes, another opens! i’m sure you are going to have a fabulous year being a big-time reporter:)

  • Hope you start feeling better soon.

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