iDallas!I got up and out of bed today! And I’ve been that way ever since!
Oh my!
And I went shopping and almost bought this wonderful new bug with flames on it! The only real problem was that it also had Tabasco logos on it, and I couldn’t get approved for the credit to get it. Damn.
So. Car salesman are wiley. And they want to try to trick you into buying the car while you’re still in that happy, idealistic mood that drew you into the car dealer in the first place. They don’t want you to have any time at all to think about it. Nope nope nope. They want to keep you off-guard, because in that state your mind and your money are not very closely linked.
But I tricked them! I had not-good-enough credit! ha!
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Yesterday really sucked. I was in bed most of the day, but it was hard to sleep because my nose was all clogged and there was a terrible deep pain shooting into the side of my head behind my right eye. I couldn’t lay entirely flat because the pressure would build up and make my head feel as if it might explode. Somehow, the hours ticked by anyway.
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I am feeling a bit better now. Thank you thank you thank you to the person who sent me a get well message. It made me feel better for real. Nothing else did so much during the rest of the day.
Yesterday sucked, but today is a bit better. I’ve been mostly vertical for about 3 hours so far without too many problems…
Aiieee.
I had a pretty good day today. I wish I wasn’t so sick I hardly noticed.
Nah. It wasn’t that bad…
And I got the new PJ Harvey album. She deserves to be queen.
I’m very sick.
I don’t want to stay awake, but I have just a few more things to do…
always the story.
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I’m sort of dogged out today. I had too much fun this weekend, I guess… too much. And now I’m not certain what I should be doing (I normally work on Sunday evening … bad habit left over from college, I guess) or what.
One of the nice things about school was the structure. It was always pretty easy to tell what you were neglecting. If you went to class, you had a syllabus and it told you what you should be doing. Easy.
Now, I have to keep track of it myself. Maybe I should make up my own syllabus…
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Thanksgiving weekend is over. The holidays have begun. Can I get an X-M-A-S? Yay!
So. On this holiday season, I’d like to send out my warmest wishes to all of you, each and every one. And I’d like to also recommend that if you have something to say you say it with flowers. That’s the way all the cool kids are doing it.
I rearranged my room a few days ago… check the current Weekly Shine for a picture!
The busiest shopping day of the year. Who cares? Why do people even bother? Do they really think they can show their love by buying something expensive? I suppose a thoughtful gift does show that you have paid attention to the needs of the other person, but it doesn’t really show that you care. A computer program could be written that would pay attention to a person and keep track of that person’s needs. A computer program will never be able to care.
Just paying attention to what somebody else has to say goes a long way. If families would spend more time paying attention to each other, people would get along more.
Each individual has needs that are unique. That has to be acknowledged before everyone will be able to be patient with one another and appreciate the little things that make life worth living.
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I have more room in my rooom after the rearrange. I’ll put up a picture later in the day. I had fun yesterday. I hung out with some dear friends and we made some food and talked about technology and had a good ol’ time. There was no family pressures or incidents or anything like that.
I think Thanksgiving was always meant as more of a friends sort of holiday, anyway. That’s how the original pilgrims treated it.