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Mood: distracted n wierd
Right now i want... the tingling can stop any time

k, so you know the feeling when your hand falls asleep? or your foot? that wierd not-happy-hey-where's-the-blood jittery feeling? yeah. that. all over my face. and my hands. and my arms. what the hell is going on... and i can't seem to focus on anything. it's almost like i haven't had anything to eat or drink in days and i then was stupid enough to drink, say, a gallon of coffee. but i have eaten, and i've had water, and i only had a few sips of my coffee, so what gives?

shit. i think i have a fever. damnit.

my mommy can't wait till i get home. i can't wait to go home, damnit i miss it. and my friends... and my home. i'm not stupid enough to believe that everything will be the same, or that i'll be able to see everyone i want to, or do everything i want to. in fact, i'm beginning to realize everything i've already promised to do will have a hard time fitting in. but i don't want to give anything up. i'll just have to stick to a strict schedule. yeah right. and i have to remember to pick up an every three weekly for mark, even though you can read them online, and some dolce de leche brownies for nate and dave.... and i need to get puff. so much to do.... i hate dealing with northwest. why doesn't jet blue fly through detroit, damnit.

one of my online friends got laid last night. congrats, dude. good to hear it. i like knowing my friends are happy. and from what i understand, he'll be the one with the stupid silly grin plastered across his face all morning. lucky guy.

maybe more water will help. how did i end up wearing my freshly squeezed shirt to work, anyways?