Rgh. I am full of compalints right now. As my chest feels like it weighs a ton, my pores feel clogged with muck and all the tea and vitamin c in the world could do nothing but make me woozy. It was rediculously hard getting out of bed this morning, but with Jan's obnoxious horn honking blow of a nose multiple times in the shower, and the Basement Monster blasting good ol' oldies as usual, I almost had no choice but to bear it and budge. Damn, it was hard, but now that I'm up I'm back down again, now sitting in the liv' room trying out the iBook.
I want one! I so don't need one, but it's tough telling yourself that what you want is not really something that you need, and you really should save the money that isn't even yours in the first place to just finish paying off the last big splurge you did...
Anyway... Ivey called again yesterday and he didn't sound too happy about getting married... can't say that I blame him. With all his tough-love past experiences it's almost as if he doesn't know anything different, and marrying a homocidal psycho maniac freak of a bitch is just another way of him feeling loved because she needs him, when in all reality she's the worst possible match for him.
Lemon tea mixed with ginger tea = yummy.
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