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September 16*2002, 5:21 pm
i am so tired. just tired. not sleepy. the apartment needs to be cleaned up- but i don't feel like doing it. i also need to unpack, but i don't feel like doing that either. the fast breaking is tonight and i am not going. i am sure mike will make up some lame lie to tell his parents, in order to explain why i am not there. i don't really care. we didn't fast- what is there to break. the trip was pretty good. it had it's moments of greatness. and moments of extreme badness. but the real badness happened in a taxi on the way to the airport. and that is going to be the real badness for a while. and i don't have the energy to deal with it. i am trying to weigh the positives and negatives of whatever could happen- but it is so hard. i just want to go to bed and wake up and have it all sorted out. i woke up in the middle of the night having a leg cramp like i have never had before. it hurt so much. and then i couldn't figure out where i was- like i felt like i was still in granada- but not and i started freaking out. and my leg would not stop hurting. it still hurts now even. i don't know what it is. i hope that the mouse died while we were away- or at least left to find food elsewhere. that would give me one less thing to deal with. i wish that all i ever did was lay on the couch and watch spongebob. |