not so sturdy stock am I
I've had a cold for 9 days. It started a week ago Monday. The first down day after SXSW, my head was aching, I was sneezing, coughing, and I sounded like a troll.
I missed Trinity last week. I just spent the week groggy and slightly out of it. I drank teas, took Vitamin C and on Friday night I got Western and took some store brand nyquil.
Ten minutes later, I was sleeping like a baby, though my boyfriend said I snored.
Monday rolled around and I was still coughing. Here's the deal: I don't get sick. Ever. I'm one of those people that just don't get sick. I come from poor dirt farmers, we're hardy.
Anyway...back at Trinity today. I love it!
Lionel and Keni both wanted to talk about the movie. They both attended our screening at the Paramount. They loved the film. Keni said it was top notch. Lionel said it was just amazing.
I love those guys. I worry about them, too.
They are friends who I see once a week. Who I don't call. We are more like cousins, then friends maybe. Anastasia was there, too. She's a transvestite. She's a man, but she's all girl.
I haven't seen William in a few weeks, last time I saw him he yelled at me and stormed out the door. He's convinced he has a rare medical condition and the doctors won't give him the tests he needs to prove it to him. Randy hasn't come back yet, two weeks ago, he had just been released from the hospital with walking pnuemonia. (hey...wait a minute...maybe this isn't a stress cold...maybe this is a true germy cold...courtesy of sweet little Randy).
I feel at home at Trinity. Even when i'm insanely busy, it marks my week with a honest, homely love. They'd help me out. They'd watch my back.
I wish I could give them all a room of their own, a homemade quilt or two, a nice dog, a place to bathe and make toast.
file under: friends
I missed Trinity last week. I just spent the week groggy and slightly out of it. I drank teas, took Vitamin C and on Friday night I got Western and took some store brand nyquil.
Ten minutes later, I was sleeping like a baby, though my boyfriend said I snored.
Monday rolled around and I was still coughing. Here's the deal: I don't get sick. Ever. I'm one of those people that just don't get sick. I come from poor dirt farmers, we're hardy.
Anyway...back at Trinity today. I love it!
Lionel and Keni both wanted to talk about the movie. They both attended our screening at the Paramount. They loved the film. Keni said it was top notch. Lionel said it was just amazing.
I love those guys. I worry about them, too.
They are friends who I see once a week. Who I don't call. We are more like cousins, then friends maybe. Anastasia was there, too. She's a transvestite. She's a man, but she's all girl.
I haven't seen William in a few weeks, last time I saw him he yelled at me and stormed out the door. He's convinced he has a rare medical condition and the doctors won't give him the tests he needs to prove it to him. Randy hasn't come back yet, two weeks ago, he had just been released from the hospital with walking pnuemonia. (hey...wait a minute...maybe this isn't a stress cold...maybe this is a true germy cold...courtesy of sweet little Randy).
I feel at home at Trinity. Even when i'm insanely busy, it marks my week with a honest, homely love. They'd help me out. They'd watch my back.
I wish I could give them all a room of their own, a homemade quilt or two, a nice dog, a place to bathe and make toast.
file under: friends
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