Only 75% Negative

Today was a beautiful day. One of the best days i've seen in a while. And tonight? It's magnificent. It's so amazing outside. I wish i was home. I wish i could be in familiar territory, with the places i know and the people i love (whine). Tonight is just one night i'd be out walking aimlessly either by myself or with Bryan. I love those nights where the calm outside is just right and it feels as if you're the only one around. It's an odd, special feeling. Just one of the many reasons i fear for this summer to suck (whine).

As you can tell, i'm not the happiest of campers. I do apologize. I really do.

My migraines are back in full force. They don't stop now. I've had this one for over a month. It's either a low-end migraine, or a higher-end migraine. Right now, it's the high-end. The blurring, the piercing noise and pain, the sweats. I know i'll be dealing with it until August or so. And then, who knows. I sure as hell don't.

Sorry to do that, as i promised i wouldn't make this a personal-ish blog like my last one. Just sometimes people aren't around, or i'm not good with direct conversation. I tend to get nervous and sick (Note: i am just realizing how lame i actually am right now) and sometimes i just need to type. Again, i'm sorry. It's just been an un-happy couple of weeks.

Ok, let us move on to happy topics before i really get into details, which the world does not need.



The new Weezer joint (i'm officially the lamest white boy ever) surprised me. I'm liking it. Beverly Hills is far too catchy for its own good. And my sanity.

Speaking of music, Coldplay's 'Politik' is, sadly, one of their vastly underrated songs. Well, i guess it can be a good thing. It can be my little gem *huggles*.



Me and Robin go through a few bags a week. My tongue never heals. Info you need to know. Knowledge is power (G.I. Joe!).



I got so bored the other day i actually installed Wheel of Fortune on my comp. No, i didn't buy it. I'm not that sad (sorry to anyone who ever bought it, you're not sad). I got it free in some cereal box last year. I hate this fucking game, if the above picture doesn't tell a thousand words (or at least five). I wish i could find my Jeopardy game. That would be clutch.

As fun as this was, i need to go. I feel like throwing up. Yeah, i felt you needed to know more. Don't you love me?

Godspeed, sleep tight and send for help for the love of Vanna White. Please.