A Touch of Drama
Unconscious Mutterings 312:
- Arrival :: My Prince…less than a month til his return!!!
- Vomit :: I never understood how people my age can think it’s fun to drink themselves so drunk they vomit. I’m weird like that, I guess.
- Fit :: workout
- Stutter :: embarrassment, blush
- Lifestream :: First thing that comes to mind is something akin to Ghost Whisperer. It just sounds paranormal to me.
- Tread :: Thank goodness for snow tires!
- Desire :: vanilla ice cream with caramel sauce and toffee chunk. *drool* (Yes, though I am female, the way to my heart is food.)
- Freezing :: What the house feels like when the fireplace goes out.
- Permit :: driver’s permit. *sigh* I’m going to learn to drive…eventually.
- Crinkle :: It’s cute when people crinkle their nose.
Well, I haven’t much to say. Er, maybe I do, but I’m feeling too crappy to write it all. I want to rip out my throat and it feels like an elephant is sitting on my head. Does the gargling salt water, keeping myself extra hydrated and downing all the pain killers I can safely take help? Not really.
My shift for next week is radically changed. Instead of starting at 2 in the afternoon, I get to come in at 8 in the morning. 8 in the freaking morning!!! I’m not even awake at that time!! EVER! And they expect me to be AT work mentally prepared to explain people’s bills?! Oh vey.
Also, I actually had a touch of drama in my life. I won’t go into it. After all, thanks to this sorry sinus infection I have (or whatever it is that’s wrong with me), I managed to avoid the situation altogether.
This is why I am the best kind of control freak. Yes, that’s right. I’m a control freak. I’m just the kind that internalized my need for control instead of forcing it on others. Yeah, ok, sometimes I live in my own little world. Sometimes, it causes me to withdraw. I still think that’s better than taking over someone else’s party and saying: "only this person, this person and that person can come" (after the original planner already invited other people). I mean, seriously?
I’m not taking it personally, though. Control freaks are control freaks. I can understand. And, anyway, my friends ended up begging me to come anyway. I would have if I hadn’t gotten sick. Oh well.
There see? And I said I wasn’t going to get into it. Oh, I had to rant a little. Let’s blame it on my fever. *wink*
09:38 PM
Chronicled by: Her Grace, the Duchess Dethroned
I agree with your “vomit” answer! And your “desire” sounds like a Ben & Jerry
Thanks for sharing!
Comment by Suzan J. — Monday, January 19, 2009 @ 04:29 AM