Type O Negative – “Cinnamon Girl”
I sort of feel like death warmed over. I’ve had a headache since probably 2:30-3:00pm and I feel a bit… nauseated, I guess. (Anal Grammar Note: saying you feel “nauseous” means you feel like you’re making other people sick. If you are the one feeling sick, you feel “nauseated.”) Bleh. I’m coming to really hate Thursdays. It’s the second day in a row that I am required to get up around 5:45am and it just wreaks havoc on my body. I took a four hour nap yesterday and tried to nap today but failed. Daniel made me some Malt-O-Meal and gave me some Excedrin but it doesn’t seem to have worked.
He also did this neat thing where he hooked up my computer to our living room amplifier, so I can listen to my MP3’s over the good speakers now! It’s not hooked up to the TV or anything, but the speaker feature is kind of neat.
I had an awful dream last night in which I was totally unprepared for class. In my dream, I was planning on doing my reading response at school, but I got all the way to school and realized that I had left the reading material at home. There wasn’t enough time to go back and get it, so I couldn’t do my reading response, and then I also had to turn in my thesis topic but I didn’t know what I was going to write about and it was all a huge disaster. This is funny considering that in real life, I did leave my reading response and thesis topic writing for this morning before class. Fortunately, I made double-sure that I brought the reading material with me to school. Heh. I got both done and turned them in and all was well.
I’m going through another phase where I hate all my clothes. I do this about every six months, in the fall and in the spring. I desperately want to spend a few hundred dollars and get some nice clothes to wear for this summer, like cool t-shirts and long-ish board shorts and stuff. I probably won’t do this since I can’t really afford it, but I dream about it.
(Ugh, I just did that thing where you really, really feel like you’re going to throw up, so you run to the bathroom and lift the seat, only to kneel there on the floor like an idiot because you’re not actually throwing up, you just really, really feel like you might. Bleh. It might be the Excedrin – I tend to get sick-ish if I take medicine on an empty stomach, but like I said before, I had a whole bowl of hot cereal and a full glass of water with it, so I don’t know.)
I did some editing on my “about me” page today, just for fun. My about me page has been virtually the same since I first had a website over six years ago – the information has changed, but the general stats-based stupidity has been the same. This time around, I tried to add some actual sentences to it. Meh, I can see why so many people say they hate writing about me pages.
God, I’m dull. “Went to school. Did homework. Went to class. Came home, tried to nap, didn’t work. Ate food. Felt sick. Wrote entry. Felt sick some more.” Maybe I’ll go try to nap again.