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[wellownedbkup]

i'd love to do some kind of little paranoid thingy today, but i'm just absolutely knackered.

yes. knackered.

i went to cell molec with lacey and almost fell asleep. i was like nearly asleep and moaned a bit and that woke me up. damn. the room was warm and i'm tired and for once i was in a comfy chair at school. damn the waking up. well... at least it wasn't a snore (which i tend to do when i'm sick).

so my pants are too big and my undies are too small and my shoelace keeps coming undone and i had a fantastic lunch and i want it again and my hair shall die a horrible death and how in the hell am i getting home???


i spent all day yesterday with my mom at home (cause it started out me not wanting to get up at 8 to ride to uofl with my sis who has class at 9 wtfisherproblem. and then it went to me tramping into the bathroom and coughing up a lung and throwing up the sip of orange juice i'd had the night before. ugh... heaves when you're not eating is horrid. so then i see my mom's at home and not able to walk on her own so i stay home all day) to help her out of her chair and be her personal walker and get her water so she doesn't get dehydrated and... yeah. that was my day.

so maybe i wasn't as sick as i used to be, but it was warranted.



i'm selling my guitar. i want $100 for it, or the best offer thereabouts. it's almost brand new. and it's pretty. i want to put some cash on an electric. cause i KNOW A GUY SELLING A LES PAUL SOMETHINGOROTHER AND IF HE LOVED ME HE'D GIVE IT TO ME ON A REALLY REASONABLE PAYMENT PLAN...

please excuse the caps lock. it was necessary.


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[sunrise-sunset.livejournal.com]

you did not just call it a les paul somethingorother. i need to educate you about guitars dearie.