rollercoastin

This weekend's going to be a nightmare. I already have a headache. So...I haven't had a full night's sleep since last Wednesday until this Wednesday when I got sick because I was just nonstop doing shit. And I think it's gonna be like that this week! BLAH. So I'm going to prepare my body and apologize for all the shit, because February is nuts for some reason. Could be all the damn birthdays...or maybe the chaos before I give up alcohol...or maybe the hell before our events actually come together...or maybe all of the above.

Last night was Ana's going away dinner, man that was crazy. i think I was still sick so I was like all out of it. But damn...my prima is leaving... =( I'm sad. I hope she has a good time though...yeah and it was pretty fun and entertaining hanging with them. I know Bryan is going to miss her a lot. That fool was gone last night.

So...this is my spare minute...actually kind of, this is kind of an edit. But this is my spare minute because in a few minutes I gotta go back up to the city to PR for Symposium, then maybe go say bye to Ana at the airport, then come home and do homework because I know I won't have time after today, then possibly go with Mary D. to this partay. Tomorrow gotta wake up go to Davis, then gotta come back here, maybe chill for a bit, then Bernie's bday party at night...and I still don't know what time I'm working on Sunday, but I'm betting it's early, so I'm betting on going to work on about no sleep and then going to Meet the Etas...blah. Then gotta wake up early Monday and the cycle starts again.

I have to condition myself to be used to this wear. Spoken as true words from the beaten and broken. But the resurrected.

I feel like puking. But I try not to think about it. Maybe I'm well. Maybe I didn't give myself time to recuperate. Eh, who knows, I try not to think about it. Seems like no rest till March 11. haha. Good thing February is a short month.

Head's aching... Here's to fever numero dos of 2007. I've only had like 3 in the past four years. sheesh. And two are from the last couple months. wEakkakakakakakkk

Theory:
It's all a big metaphor.