yay it's Friday
2002-08-09 / 7:58 p.m.

Ive been sick, hardly able to function in the every day world. Doped up on Thera flu and unable to write in diaryland or read anyone elses.

And the freaking MSN kept freezing up on me today and I couldn't type back. Grumble grumble grumble.

I'm sure if you gave me time I could find other things to bitch about.

Thug and I are going to see Andrew Dice Clay tomorrow night. In high school I used to like listening to his tapes. Now that I'm older and more mature (hahahaha) I can only take him in small doses. I've never seen him live, so this should be interesting.

Thug's been giving me goodbye kisses every morning like a good little hubby. Somewhere deep inside he feels bad for making me cry. Yeah, so I could stand to lose a few pounds, but he can be so damned harsh sometimes.

I ache. Need more Theraflu.