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I always have to steal my kisses from you...

My nose is stuffy. I'm achey. My sinuses are generally unhappy. My throat is itchy and red and my ears are doing weird things. Ugh...I hate getting sick. I usually only get sick once a year, knock on wood. Funny thing is I was sick around the same time last year except my cold was far worse. I'm hoping that this cold doesn't turn into anything nasty. Like strep throat or an ear infection. I'd take an ear infection over strep throat any day, but I'd still have to go to the doctor and take antibiotics. Both of which I do not want to have to pay for.

My head feels like its floating...

Anyway, other than being sick, I have nothing to really update. Lani, Laura and I went FHE last week to carve pumpkins. They lasted nearly a whole week until the stupid neighbor kids smashed them. They had the gull to smash them while I was home! I hate trouble-making kids. They have a parole officer each and I'm pretty sure their lesbian mothers aren't setting an example for them much less disciplining them.

Um...I keep flirting with Blake. He seems to be warming up a bit...getting comfortable.

...I can see a layer of dust on the display cases. Its starting annoy.

Back to Blake. I like him. I like him a lot. But I'm not one to put myself out there just in case there's a possibility that my heart will get trampled. Blake isn't making any moves either so I don't know if anything will come of our flirting. I suppose relationships are all about making a jump into the unknown just to see what the possibilities are. I could land somewhere pleasant or I could land in the hellish relm of break-ups and let downs.

Anyway, its almost time for me to go catch the bus. Then I can eat...drink?...some soup. Weird. Do you say that you eat soup or do you drink soup? Some soups don't have anything to chew but some soups do. For the soups that have noodles or veggies or what have you, do you say you're going to eat it? Or is always drink? Ha...I don't know. I'll have to research that one.

Toodles.

Comments

Felisa Love said…
who is this blake?! I want to knowwww!

love you!

..!!!...
just some more to make sure I got my point across. :]]]]

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