when im sick.
actually, not really. the only emotions i express are: bitterness, frustration, crankiness and i’m just plain peeved. and right now i’m in a cynical dispoisition. damn buckley’s! you taste awful, and that’s about it. i’m still sick, you suck!
so this totally sucks. last night i went to sleep uber early and i woke up by midnight. and then i dont know what time i fell back asleep…but then i woke up again at 4am. ugh. and then my fire alarm was making weird noises because we lost power in the middle of the night. i dont remember when iwent back to sleep. but i’m pretty sure my biological cloak is majorly screwed up right now.
i’m without needles. i’m without yarn. what to do? watch movies on channel 46 all day? perhaps i will read. i found my sister’s library book on the stairs today. it’s called middlesex and i saw the epi where oprah talked about it. i’m really excited to read it. but i’m feeling so weak! so weak i cannot hold onto a book. it does have a lot of pages, mind you. anyway, middlesex is an absolutely haunting novel, i can tell just by its first sentence. it says…”i was born twice: first, as a baby girl, on a remarkably smogless detroit ady in january of 1960; and then again, as a teenage boy in an emergency room near petoskey, michigan, in august of 1974.”
hence: middlesex. totally interesting, no? i bet you want to pick up a copy and read it too, no?
okay that’s all for now! toodles.
