fever...no good...tylenol with codiene...God's gift to renee
chemistry...the bain of my existence...bain is the word i need to use here, right??? well, anyways, the word i want to use means hate it with the passion of the fire of a thousand suns. no lie.
still feeling a little rotten
dinner with friends=awesomer
ice cream after with a good chat=even awesomer than dinner but COLD! (no kidding, right?)
asleep again with a little help from the T3. gotta love narcotics! (no i'm not addicted...yet)
lazy sunday morning
listened to birds outside :)
put the spring wreath on my front door (i'm such a domestic...)
again, with the chemistry and the hate. all day long.
bed. no T3 tonight. have to work tomorrow.