Thesaurus Rex (virtuistic) wrote,
Thesaurus Rex

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The end is like, so nigh.

Ow. My head hurts like OW. Not overexaggerating... splitting. head. THROB. Not headache, more like head explode, head pound, head pulse! It hurts beyond hurt, and I took some medicine and it's not helping. My head is getting congested again too and if my cold or whatever that thing was decides to give it another go-round, I'm gonna be pissed. I realized this morning as well that I have enough medicine for 1, maybe 2 migranes. Not good. This headache feels like it's going to start one, really loud noises are getting caught in my ear canal and just become louder as they resonate. I can still read though, so maybe I should just do that. Get some reading done for class. Yeah... that'd be responsible.

Fuzzbrain came over yesterday... so fun. :) We drove through "the neighborhood" again, and we got to go see his apartment and whatnot. It's so cool, a charming studio apartment. God, I want one. I really don't want to live in the dorms again next year. Screw this little closet of a room with UDS being shoved down my throat. Anyway, hopefully that cool cat is gonna hook me up with some more kickin' tunes. He helped me feel better about my hair concepts. I think I'm seriously going to have to get it done within the next two weeks or I'm going to chicken out and won't be able to make myself do it. The more I think about it though, the more that now is the time. Either way, I hope he comes back tomorrow after class cuz that'd rock. so. hard.
I ♥ Eric like whoa!

I really need to work tonight. Which will happen regardless because of my stupid night class. I'm really hating that it is when it is right around now because I don't want to be out until 8:30. I want to be inside, working on my math excursions and hating every second of it just so it gets done and then it won't be looming over my head like a venemous something-or-other. Tomorrow I have an appointment with my advisor to finish up the Journalism app. I have my statement of intent and everything, and I guess I'm not really that nervous. I just really need to get it done. Ugh, when it rains it pours.
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