Saturday, January 24, 2009

Home Alone

Please don't stalk me at my house. I have only a small, fluffy dog to protect me.

Being home alone used to be awesome. I'd play music really loud, sing really loud, reorganize things that other people always failed to put where I knew they belonged (wow I'm weird). But now it's actually scary. Been in bed all day. Finally pulled out the pull-out couch and found my missing bedsheets! Huzzah!

Anyway, I expect by day's end, I will have finished another complete season of Gilmore Girls. Whoopee. Not. :(

I was having an okay day...until the dreaded 3 o'clock. Yes, three. That's approximately the start time of my worst hours of the day, given I get up at 10. Yes, 3-6pm starts the numb hand, the incessant heart palpitations, the headache, earache, sick-sick-sickiness. Good to know for future reference.

But, ah. I'm not supposed to read or use my arms or do anything outside of my pin-head of a comfort zone. Which includes bloggin.

until next time, my few but mighty readers. (readers? is that what the audience is called here?)

my elbows and knees hurt and it's time to ice my neck again.
burnin love,

1 comment:

  1. Hi emmmaaa! This is my first time commenting on your blog.

    So, the other day, I was cleaning my sheets and.... GUESS WHAT? I found a sock that i had been missing since last semester!!!!! I think I told you how I lost my favorite ducky sock...BUT I have it now! It was in between the bed and the bed sheets.... yeah... The reason why I'm saying this is because when you said you found your sheets between your couch reminded me of my random story.

    Yeah, being home alone is pretty scary. I had to do that couple times when my mom was in japan and when my dad wasn't around. It's quite scary. At least I have two annoying dogs that won't stop barking, but your kitty cats and Jelly are all so well behaved! Anyway, if you ever get really really scared, call me! because school is almost over and I'll have nothing to do!