pass the aspirin

I am quite enamored with my new journal layout. I know this is what basically everyone has now, but I really like it.

I'm having another bad day healthwise. Yesterday I was overwhelmingly tired. I went home and slept a lot, so today I'm more awake. But I have a host of other problems, like a headache so bad it was making me dizzy earlier. I took a Claritin and I think it's working (I can always tell when Claritin kicks in, because I suddenly develop cottonmouth). :P But I'm not having much fun. Apparently the different systems of my body formed a conspiracy and decided to turn on me all at once. This, too, shall pass (hopefully in time for my birthday).

I meant to tell about the weird American Idol dream I had two nights ago. I was a contestant on the show, but I couldn't find anything to wear. The judges kept sending me back to wardrobe and said I couldn't compete unless I had a better outfit. When I finally found the wardrobe department, all they had to offer me was a pink and black leotard that had supposedly belonged to Marilyn Monroe. I refused to wear it. Apparently they found something else for me, because then I was about to go onstage for a duet with Clay (!). I panicked and started yelling, "How did I end up on this show? I can't even sing!!!" Then I woke up. LOL.

( Short survey from Jessica )

pass the aspirin

I am quite enamored with my new journal layout. I know this is what basically everyone has now, but I really like it.

I'm having another bad day healthwise. Yesterday I was overwhelmingly tired. I went home and slept a lot, so today I'm more awake. But I have a host of other problems, like a headache so bad it was making me dizzy earlier. I took a Claritin and I think it's working (I can always tell when Claritin kicks in, because I suddenly develop cottonmouth). :P But I'm not having much fun. Apparently the different systems of my body formed a conspiracy and decided to turn on me all at once. This, too, shall pass (hopefully in time for my birthday).

I meant to tell about the weird American Idol dream I had two nights ago. I was a contestant on the show, but I couldn't find anything to wear. The judges kept sending me back to wardrobe and said I couldn't compete unless I had a better outfit. When I finally found the wardrobe department, all they had to offer me was a pink and black leotard that had supposedly belonged to Marilyn Monroe. I refused to wear it. Apparently they found something else for me, because then I was about to go onstage for a duet with Clay (!). I panicked and started yelling, "How did I end up on this show? I can't even sing!!!" Then I woke up. LOL.

( Short survey from Jessica )