I have a stealth cold. I was standing in Albertson's and sneezed...and then I was sick.

I was hoping it would go away as quickly as it appeared, but four days later, no such luck.

There are many things in the world that make me want to stomp and wail and generally lay some smackdown on some people who deserve it like whoa, but there's also cough drops, and right now, they're winning.

Am still working on story about not crossing the border after all. It's all related to J-Rock, I swear.

On the other hand, my lack of interest in the computer has reached newly-astonishing levels of low. I used to be able to spend a lot of time on line, but now it's like...ooh, there are other things to do, like go see Exorcist: The Musical, which was hilarious.

Sorry, am I repeating myself?

This is all an experiment in fiction.

Well, except for the Exorcist thing. And the computer thing. So perhaps it's an experiment in style.

I'm trying to figure out if I'm pushing some people too far or if I'm being A Bad Friend by not pushing enough. On the other hand, I'm doing what I said I'd do, and they're not doing what they said they would, so I suppose I'm in the right. I just worry that perhaps that's coming across as bad-friendship.

On the other hand, it's better to think that someone believes I am a bad friend than to believe that things are going as they are because I am Bloody Boring to them.

Or, you know, someones.
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