Wednesday, August 11, 2004
walking pneumonia
That is what I have. I wonder if there's a secret irony in the fact we spent nearly 2 hours walking N'Orleans trying to find our hotel the weekend before last, only to come home and get sick. .............. x.X
¶ 2:22 AM
yeah.
I'm bored. It's 2 AM. I'm ganna sends an email to Cindy (head of SAFE) and be off. I'm talking to Robert. I need to write someone else. But I'm afraid mom will wake up. I just thought I would update you on my status. lol. Like anyone is a constent reader to care.
Oh, and my cousin was my doctor today. Him and dad chit chatted through mine and my sister's check up. We were all given pills for this because they slightly have this crap. I have a "tussin" cough medicine in additioon to the pills.
{addition @ 2:33 AM:
Jen: screw all fucking typos to hell
Robert: well. that would hurt. screw it all the way to hell.
Robert: get a little sore... might need some analgesic cream or something}
(8:52 AM: *falls over laughing*)
¶ 2:22 AM
