Oh, do I feel like ASS today...I really hate being sick...

I really dislike being sick. I'm not a "good" sick person. I whine and I mope and I cry ... nothing is good enough, and there is not enough tea in the WORLD to make me feel like a human being.

I saw some guy I made out with at M's housewarming party at the Sears Tower today, he was having lunch with someone...talk about a weird situation. Thank goodness the last time he saw me I had longer, darker hair and was not wearing my Velma glasses. He probably had no clue who I was

Of course, he proabably had an inkling, since he was staring at me all through lunch. Oh well, I can't help existing, now can I? It's not like I was going to stand on top of the table and "out" the poor guy in front of his coworker/girlfriend/whoeverthefuckshewas in the middle of the tallest building in America. People are so freakin' paranoid.

K was kind enough today to inform me my last link didn't work, so if you were trying to get through at some point, and couldn't, I'm sorry. I feel really bad about the whole thing, but what can I do?

D called me last night. It was really nice to talk to him. Did I mention I hate the fact that I have allergies to things like long distance relationships, foreign men, and being happy?

Ah well, I get to put all of these things on the back burner and not worry about them, because he's not some freaky obsessive guy...he's nice.

I'm off to read K's journal now...hee hee...you should too...maybe if you're lucky they'll be a link to it in the guestbook sometime...

~Dryad~

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