Surreal (and craving peaches)
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Yeah, yeah, communicating via non-responsive text again, oh freaking well, it's not like anyone is online and responding to MY text in any way.
I'm going to go eat some fruit, read a lot of LJ posts, possibly take a long hot shower, and generally try to avoid getting overemotional in any way, shape, or form, k? I need to attempt calling the insurance company again, I need to call the OBGYN after that presumably, I need to call my mother, I need to convince my stomach not to crawl out my ears, and I really need to wish that my dreams made more sense, involved less slashfic, and didn't make me lonely for people I am once again suspecting I won't ever actually ~see~ again.
Being pregnant and bleeding = hormones in serious flux. Fuck. Just writing is setting them off. I'm going to stop now; sorry if I don't answer on AIM, I'm leaving it up for as long as the laptop stays on but I won't actually be here. *shrug* Feeling cold again, stupid hot and cold flashes. Feeling lonely as usual, maybe tomorrow I'll see if Caleb will let me drag the laptop with and go into work with him. Feeling not-entirely-real, but this is pretty common for me even on good days, so I'm going to ignore it. *shrug*
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