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I feel like shit. My allergies jumped me last night, beat me, and left me for dead. My throat is raw, I can't breathe through my nose at all, and I keep sneezing all the damn time. Hello, completely fucking blindsided here.
Maybe if I curl into a little ball and whimper, it'll make things better.
At least three people on my flist are giddy that Travis responded to their comments in his livejournal. It greatly amuses me. Yanno, not that I wouldn't be doing the exact same thing, but it still amuses me. :D
Despite my allergies last night, I actually had a good time at work. I worked with a couple of people I'd never worked with before, and we had a blast completely ripping on each other the entire damn night. I've never had so many good comebacks right on the spot. I blame Ed, but it's actually a good thing for once. :D
Also, on that same train of thought; Edward's not allowed near zombie hordes. Especially with a shovel.
That is all.
Maybe if I curl into a little ball and whimper, it'll make things better.
At least three people on my flist are giddy that Travis responded to their comments in his livejournal. It greatly amuses me. Yanno, not that I wouldn't be doing the exact same thing, but it still amuses me. :D
Despite my allergies last night, I actually had a good time at work. I worked with a couple of people I'd never worked with before, and we had a blast completely ripping on each other the entire damn night. I've never had so many good comebacks right on the spot. I blame Ed, but it's actually a good thing for once. :D
Also, on that same train of thought; Edward's not allowed near zombie hordes. Especially with a shovel.
That is all.