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My new best friend

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All I’ve wanted to do for the last few days was update, but my arms have been boycotting the keyboard position. Luckily my college is closed this coming Thursday, so I have a little extra time to get homework done. Otherwise I’d be in trouble right now. I’ve pretty much avoided the computer since Thursday, and work on Friday was agonizing.

I made a new friend this weekend. His name is Tommy. He is currently staying on my chin, and although toothpaste and rubbing alcohol have helped decrease his large size, I’m afraid he’s not leaving any time soon. I’m sure this is a byproduct of stress but I abhor zits. Oh, well. He can’t stay forever, right?

Anyway, tonight I’m going to see the Twilight movie with Mom and Kate. Lauren went to see it last night and might be coming with us again tonight. Nikki saw it Thursday night at midnight. I can’t promise that I totally won’t spoil it later on, but I’ll definitely put it under a cut.

Life is killing me

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Nothing about today is good. My back pain is back; I spent last night tossing and turning because not only was it in my lower back but also in my front hips. I also had a bad dream, so all in all it made for a pretty sleepless night. I dreamed I was some blond runaway and my runaway, brunette and abusive boyfriend got me knocked up. He beat me up so bad that I had a miscarriage. The dream flickered to me lying on a hospital table to me in some house where everyone was dead and I had a gun to defend myself from — I’m assuming — my abusive dream boyfriend. Talk about a vivid — and somewhat depressing — mind. I don’t dream that vividly very often, but when I do they’re usually really crazy.

Maybe I’m having more issues with what happened to me than I initially thought.

I went to the chiropractor this afternoon and then to Wal-Mart. I got some stuff to make cards with for the Letters of Love Greeting Card Challenge and stuff for my crafts class on Monday. I also got some sugar cookie mix, which was a pick-me-up — at the time.

Then I got home, and all hell broke loose. Mike and I got into a fight, Lauren and I got into a fight, and now I have no energy to get anything done that I need to get done. I have piles upon piles of things to do, and it’s so overwhelming that I don’t want to do any of it. I hung out with Nikki last night and although it was a nice break it’s just another reminder that I hardly ever get to just relax. Even when I’m hanging out with my friends or Mike, my mind is constantly racing, thinking of all the things I need to get done. I can’t relax, because I’m too busy being preoccupied with what I think I should be doing instead of having fun.

To top it off, my McAfee subscription is expired. I probably shouldn’t be online right now.

Warning: Do not take more than the recommended dose.

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This weekend has been crazy so far!

Mike and I got into another fight last night, the kind where it seems bad at the time but afterward you look back and it’s just kind of comical. We both basically dared each other to break up with the other, when obviously neither of us want to do that.

Earlier I hung out with Sandy and her sister Mary. We drank wine and watched The Hitcher, which was kind of lame. The only good part was when the male lead got torn apart by an eighteen wheeler. It also didn’t hurt that Sophia Bush played the female lead, and I have a huge crush on her. (The three of us came to the conclusion that it was all in her voice. It’s so husky and oooh! :D ) Sandy and I went home at about eleven, because we were all tired and Sandy is sick with a vicious sinus infection. (She also totally OD’ed on cough medicine, and missed breakfast this morning. She’s cut off.)

At about midnight I finally answered Mike’s frantic calls, because he knew I was mad and he wanted to talk about it. (Yes, I am still shocked. Heh. We’ve been getting really good with the communication thing as of late. I’m loving it. The last really serious relationship I was in had zero communication. I always felt like I was talking to a drunk and high wall.) He also had a terrible migraine-like headache, so I ended up coming over around 1:30 this morning to keep him company and to talk more.

It’s so weird. I have never experienced this kind of love. I know love is only a silly four letter word, but it really doesn’t come close to describing how I feel. I was so afraid to fall in love with him. Not only was I afraid of being hurt, but because of that past relationship I mentioned earlier I didn’t think I was worth it. I was so damaged, in so many ways. It’s amazing to think of how far I’ve come since I first met Mike. He has really helped me through, and I don’t think he even knows it.

I got way off track there. Heh.

I had plans for breakfast this morning with Lena, Sarah, Everett, Sandy and Nikki. I also made Mike come, because he loves Top o’ the Morning — the little diner we go to for breakfast — and their corned beef hash. (They make it FRESH.) Anyway, I barely got ready in time, because by the time I got home and went to bed it was nearly five in the morning. I also got woken up at 7:30 this morning, and woke up at 8:30 to get ready. I jumped in the shower, but got face wash in my eye — the kind that has those little scrubby beads — and I couldn’t get it out at first. I thought I was going to have to go to the hospital, it hurt so bad. (I was afraid the little bead may have scratched my cornea or something crazy like that.) By the time I got dressed, it was 9:40 — and we were all meeting for ten. I tried to call Sandy, but couldn’t get her. Then Nikki called me and said she wasn’t sure if she was going to make it, because her grandfather fell! (I hope he’s okay. I tried calling her to see how he was doing. My grandfather has fallen twice now, and it scares the hell out of me.) Then Lena texted me and said she was going to be twenty minutes late. I assumed Sarah and Everett were on their way, and Mike called to say he was on his way.

I got there first. Mike met me and got us a table, and then Lena came a few minutes later. She said Sarah wanted to sleep in and she couldn’t get Everett. We had a nice time, though, even if Mike had to run to make it to work and it was all rainy and crappy out. When I got home I finally heard from Sandy, who had OD’ed on cough medicine and whatnot last night — lol — and had basically been comatose up until she texted me. (Firefox doesn’t seem to think that “texted” is a word. Heh. Come on, Mozilla, get with the times!) I had also invited Joan and Sean, but Joan already had plans to go to the Big E and Sean had to work. Most of us may hang out later.

The pisser now is, I planned on going back to sleep when I got home. Unfortunately, everyone else is up now and naturally since I don’t have a bedroom — that’s a post for another day — I can’t lay back down. Not unless I want to lay there for no reason. So I guess I’m doing homework. Sigh.