There is more Two Moons.
Go read it.
Read it.
Don't make Willow angry.
You don't like Willow when she's angry.
She makes the white women little children cry.
Someone with a psychology degree help me understand why it feels so good to make these jokes at the expense of certain people reintroducing us all to hysteria. Part of me feels a little bit guilty. But it's about the size of a bee and not even a bumble-bee (shout out to my Transformers!)
Also, as you can tell, I'm feel less like Hell's wet messy fart and more sore and achy - my natural state.
1-800-MINIONS-4-ME
I'd like a foot massager, a back massager, somone to beat up idiots and someone who just looks pretty, please. Thank you.
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Reefer Madness (The Musical) is one of my favourite movies.
I was humming along to "Sail The Sea of Sin" and then remembered Little Mary Sunshine.
*laughs*
Oh, I love the lines: ( Click only after you've watched )
Certain people on my flist will know why I cackle over how it all turns out. All it takes is a little relaxation, huh?
And then I ponder my own 'nice year's. :)
For bonus. Catchy ain't it *wink*
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Ok, no time stamp for this because I seriously didn't think of it. I was just hazy. It may have been near noon, however, because it was around the time I woke up, and was stumbling around trying to wash up for the morning and prepare something to eat and figure out how my body was feeling.
Landlord showed up, mentioned he has some spanish people who need to come to paint and to put down new carpet in the room wherein there was a hole in the ceiling.
The whole has been patched but not painted yet or the joint compound sanded. So I'm confused now I think about it as to why he'd put down the carpet etc first.
Then again he mentioned, eagerly, how he wants the place to pass inspection. I'm guessing the man wants to be paid.
I'm not feeling well enough to move what furniture is left in the back bedroom. Also I've no idea right now where I'd even put it. Almost all my belongings are in boxes stacked in the living room with little paths cleared so I can walk to the kitchen and back to the bedroom again.
There were also inspectors here yesterday looking at the heating systems. One mentioned that I have no filter in my system and that that needs to be fixed.
My day also consisted of emailing with a prospective landlord trying to work out a time to go see a place. Mostly I'm at a 6.5, near 7 on the pain scale and am just enjoying not being at the 10 created by the pounding headache, dizziness and general ill feeling of the few days prior.
I don't want to think about anything. I don't want to do anything. I want to rest and continue to feel better. When I woke up today there was a tiny residual of ick in my neck and behind my eyes and I want it gone completely. I'm trying to figure out if it's how I'm sleeping that's causing it all. If I'm somehow tensing up in my sleep to the point of pain.
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There's been some chest pain, prickly feelings kind of uneasy to breathe stuff going on today. Not sure what it is. Feels mildly like panic. But I am confused.
Making note.
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