12:31am
Christa
is sick.
I
get very very whiny and annoying when I'm sick. YES, even more so
than usual, so fuck off and shut up.
Anyway,
so I didn't go in to work this morning and I spent most of the day
in bed and I started watching "Passions" on NBC and they cut into
the show for Big Breaking News. And we all know that most Big Breaking
News is lame. Today was no exception, only it was about fifteen
times worse. It was Elian Gonzales Breaking News. There is absolutely
nothing at all that is Breaking News about that fucking kid. As
my friend Jeff said "I know the media will not leave him alone,
so in place of that, I want someone to kill him."
Speaking
of Jeff, he sent me the funniest thing today, about Captain Underpants
and stuff. You get a new name based on certain words. It is really
quite silly and fun. My name is Buttercup Banananose. My most favorite
is a friend of mine's: Pinky Pottybuns. If you want to know what
the frick I am talking about, you could of course email me. you
could, really, you could.
Being
sick sucks, being sick and being alone sucks even more. I miss my
mom. She is a good sick-taker-care-of. Fargo was sweet though. All
day, he laid with me. It's as if he knows that I am feeling out
of it and that I wanted him close. He's the bestest ever.
I
am getting to like a certain Canadian band introduced to me by nickel
tickle over there; it is his favorite band. And it isn't just because
I am madly sadly desperately in love with him that I like this band.
It's because they are actually good. Really! I swear it! Honest!
It's true! shut up, I hate you.
I
slept all day and evening and woke up and wandered around and then
came online and then decided that I love loafe. I love you loafe.
People
keep making fun of me because I love "never surrender" by cory hart.
that doesn't make me a cory hart fan nor does that mean I love that
sunglasses at night song. I like NEVER SURRENDER. That's all. so
leave me alone. It's a good song. and you all know it. plus, it
has a good message for the kids.
Someone
suggested I not talk about myself so much here and I thought "well
then what else would I talk about?" I was confused. I still am.
I
lovelovelove my big fat jar of vaseline.
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