i swear i'm getting a migrane. my head is literally pounding.

i don't want to work tomorrow if my head is like this. however because of lack of fundage that is money, i'll go. and struggle.

in other news....

nothing.

honest. i wish i had something, but i don't.

i fell asleep at my desk today. i fell asleep when i came home from work, and i'm quite honestly thinking about crawling into bed now, for lack of anything better to get rid of my headache.

also... i miss my mom.

dammit all to hell.

i can't wait to go to saskatoon. i can't wait to see shaan. i can't wait to relive our craziness and become "scoob" again. because thats who i am with shaan. fred and scoob. since...well since we were friends in all honesty.

i have vodka and kahlua sitting mere feet from me and i don't want them. however my beer last night was ultra delish. and if i could afford to i'd have one right now, at the bar, and i'd also be drunk as all get out and it would be funny.

then i would regret it tomorrow when i have to get up, infact i'd probably definetly call in sick.

ok. bed time.

i suck.

literally?

hehe. sicko's all of you.

music: lifehouse - everything (in my head)

elvis - fools rush in

yes. i rock