Recap. Chris and I went to a houseparty. There were lots of drunk highschool kids. Including Syd and Georgia but I love them. Chris jammed for a bit and then we left cause I was pretty sure I was dying. Then we probably hung out. What else is new. Um. Heh. Yesterday was the staff Christmas Party. We had a tarot card reader named Penny who gave everyone else these really cool precise fortune things, and mine was all blah blah you've been hurt by a boy in the past two years, but the new year is a whole new you, and you're going into a career with healing. (Crazy, eh?) And that "the boy" was going to reappear (as usual) and this time I was going to have to stand up for myself and tell him I don't want to play games anymore, and I don't want him back. There was a lot of bullshit too, but that was kinda... weird. I was like ahhh, I want to talk about my future, not my past! She also said I was going to marry a man in uniform, like a police officer or something. Dear God, no, then I can't do all the bad things I like to do. Although... he would have handcuffs.

      But yeah, we did a gift exchange and I got a big bag of caramel popcorn which spilled all over the back of my new car. And I got bandaids that look like bacon and a book about how to dress when you're dumping someone for whatever reason from Heebs, which I wanted very badly. Yeah, afterwards I went out with Chris, Mark, and Keith and we went to... Source Adult, but we didn't buy anything and I was sad. I have a lot of ideas for Christmas now though. Heh heh heh. Then I made the car alarm go off, and it was fun. We drove around in a parking lot for a long time because Keith forgot how to drive and turned into a robot. I decided we should go backwards. Then the most horrible cough kicked in, and I'm pretty sure my death is imminent now. I told Chris to wake me up in the morning. Pretty sure he didn't think I'd be up at nine, considering I went to bed at what? Two? Three? But yes, I got up at nine to do the following:

      Get dressed, drive to Shoppers, buy the sickest cold medicine I have ever had, come home, attempt to not throw up as I'm taking it, and drink copious amounts of chocolate milk, apple juice, and lots of cookies to remove the horrible taste from my mouth. Pretty sure I can still taste it. I'm still coughing. And I still have a sore throat. Thanks Benylin. You douche. I dunno if I can go back to bed. Pretty sure I sneezed all over the covers and I kept rolling onto this one wetish spot which was gross. Good times? Yeah. Good times. Maybe I'll call in sick to work if this medicine doesn't kick in. Chris. Come eat pie and watch movies with me.
music. in the zone (remix) - britney spears & madonna