Sick and tired of being... well, you know.

[judecorp]

Last night, when I got home from the youth group, I felt incredibly exhausted almost as soon as I walked in the door. It was like some switch had been flipped and I was now turned 'off.' I sat down at the computer to clear out some email and I just felt so drained. Jen and I were trying to figure something out and my left knee just started aching and aching, as is wont to happen when I am exhausted. Ugh. So I went to bed. I woke up this morning feeling slightly congested and sniffly. It was my turn to sleep in, and I was looking forward to it immensely, but when the alarm went off Jen said she didn't feel well and asked me to get up, which I did so she could sleep some more. I am now completely congested and tired. I brought my lunch like a good girl but it is so tempting to go to Boston Market with my coworker because a chicken carver on wheat sounds so delicious right now. Well, more delicious than Smart Ones frozen shrimp marinara and yogurt.

I cannot possibly get sick. I have my chorus concert on Saturday night. This is bad news.

Comments

[thelastbard.livejournal.com]

You stinkum bigger balls, B!

Hope you're feeling better, my cute little chorus girl.

B

[judecorp.livejournal.com]

When you make fun of me, it makes the Olsen twins cry.

<3!

[thelastbard.livejournal.com]

Well, we can't have that, can we?

That's a rhetorical question, by the way.

Sing me some songs, you're the chorus girl....

:P

B

[judecorp.livejournal.com]

Put your arms around me, baby
Can't you see I need you so?
Hold me close against your skin
I'm about to begin
Lovin' you.

Spit on your hands and stroke my cock
At a medium pace
Play with my balls and tell me
How big they are
Honey, rub that beaver up and down my face
Sit on the corner of the bed
And watch me whack off

[thelastbard.livejournal.com]

Ahhhh. That's my B!

(snifle) That makes me so nostalgic. It's a good thing I don't have a rocking chair, or I would lean back, and lose myself in a reverie about the COPE course, or the hike-and-bake to Indian Writings.

[judecorp.livejournal.com]

The other day a friend of mine was talking about the Anasazi indians, and OF COURSE I had to start talking about Philmont.

I think we need to have a Philfiesta of our very own!

[thelastbard.livejournal.com]

Yah, B!

We could get together and make bad squeeze cheese and cracker sandwiches, and compare our favorite Buffy the Vampire Slayer episodes, and watch "So I Married an Axe Murderer" with a bunch of teenagers, and dance like children of the night...

Maybe we shouldn't -- it might be too much fun. :P

B

[judecorp.livejournal.com]

Okay, so I found our "expand, contract" photo and I was going to scan it, but I scanned the MEAT photo instead. I miss you, B!

Oh, and this past summer, Jennifer and I went to San Francisco, and when we were at the Palace of Fine Arts, I ran around yelling, "Come, Nadia, let us dance like children of the night!" JUST FOR YOU!!