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Incoherent entry due to head cold
Jan. 1st, 2005 08:35 amI have a cold. I do not like it. Hopefully it will go away. That is the plan.
I had a dream last night that all the snow had melted off the slopes, and I'd been telling people all day that all the slopes were open, and I felt really bad. But they're fine, it turns out.
I wanted to wear my new to me thrift store clothes today, but I really need to wash them first. With this bitch of a cold, I don't want to take any chances. I hurt. Ouch.
I don't particularly want to go to work this morning, either. But I will, because it's not my style to call in sick or risk any smaller paycheck than I am already entitled to. I'm kind of excited about my first day of school. I'm so excited about my loans coming through. Everything = paid off. Except the loans. But they'll be paid off pretty soon, too. Cause one of these days, I'll make money. Maybe.
Peace.
I had a dream last night that all the snow had melted off the slopes, and I'd been telling people all day that all the slopes were open, and I felt really bad. But they're fine, it turns out.
I wanted to wear my new to me thrift store clothes today, but I really need to wash them first. With this bitch of a cold, I don't want to take any chances. I hurt. Ouch.
I don't particularly want to go to work this morning, either. But I will, because it's not my style to call in sick or risk any smaller paycheck than I am already entitled to. I'm kind of excited about my first day of school. I'm so excited about my loans coming through. Everything = paid off. Except the loans. But they'll be paid off pretty soon, too. Cause one of these days, I'll make money. Maybe.
Peace.
