2004-11-01 - 12:02 a.m.
I am probably way to sleepy to do my journal justice but none the less, here it goes.
My wisdom teeth pain is finally leaving me alone for a while, giving me a break without having to take Ketolorac every six hours. Those cunts put me on Panicilin again, so I am having the equivilant of hot flashes. i just got the image of Robin Williams from Mrs. Doubtfire in my head, flapping oven mits agains his faux breasts. i work in the cold tommorow and I am dreading it. I am thirsty and I dont think I am going to go upstairs. It's a struggle between walking eighty three steps, locating a chalice, locating a beverage and then lowering my heartrate to a relaxing pace or walking twenty two steps and sucking on the bathroom tap.
Oh the torrid tumultuousness of living in a developed country.
I have this bad habit of saying I have nothing. I am getting tired of thinking the same things all the time.
I reaveal a secret. I desperately want new people to come into my life and replace alot of these old ones, these friends and relatives. It's not that I want to phase anyone out, if I did I would tell them to their face, and would most likely have a valid reason. I mean I would really love a new bookworm. A new anarchist. A new enemy. A new coworker. A lover.
