March 22nd, 2012

2013, cyd, new

(no subject)

next year, i get a flu shot. i haven't had the flu in years, but with it now, i swear i'm going to die. my fever has broken and i'm feeling a little coherent right now. and for a moment, my body temperature is comfortable.

we're still looking for a house. though not as actively as we should be. i've stopped worrying about it. it will happen. the move will go down and we'll all get over it.

what the hell is up with florida? terry schaivo, trayvon martin . . . what is their fucked up deal with death? we can just shoot down the youth of the country, problem solved. silly mother fuckers.