Still Flying Along
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Finally managed to find a moment when Photoshop and my muse were both present and accounted for; you can see the end result here, if you're interested.
I've got $20 left of the $50 Caleb left here - $30 got me three good-sized meals of Indian food and so far I've managed to hang onto the rest by reminding myself that I do NOT want to end up having to go into the ER and not be able to afford cab fare back. It annoys me that I actually have to keep things like that in mind. I'm being VERY tempted to walk to the little minimart nearby and buy a couple packs of wine coolers; won't, though. I've been avoiding alcohol quite well lately and I don't quite feel miserable enough to do something which would make me even MORE miserable just to get something I can make at home (I've got carbonated soda, vodka, and fruit juice). Meh.
Now if my stomach will just STOP CRAMPING, life will be good.
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Who wants to live forever...
There's a point between anger and apathy and that's where I think I finally am. You know I want obedience, you know I want contact, you know I want... peace? Happiness? At the very least contentment.
"Who Wants To Live Forever" is playing on winamp radio. I'm about to go take a nap, and a shower, and my antibiotics. I'm wondering, just a bit, if you're thinking of me. *shrug*
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