Yesterday evening I walked the bridge with two of my friends. It’s a total of five miles from one end to the other and back, and it was exactly what I needed. Over the last few days, I’ve had some sort of upper respiratory infection (which people keep telling me is from quitting smoking), and I knew that if I stayed inside all day and didn’t do something active, I’d end up feeling worse. I’ve felt a little better today, but this morning and early afternoon were very busy, and I went through most of my day in a Robitussin haze. Now I’m trying to wake myself up for a friend’s birthday party tonight, but all I really want to do is nap or go for a long walk. Unfortunately, I don’t think I have time for either.
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Yesterday evening I walked the bridge with two of my friends. It’s a total of five miles from one end to the other and back, and it was exactly what I needed. Over the last few days, I’ve had some sort of upper respiratory infection (which people keep telling me is from quitting smoking), and I knew that if I stayed inside all day and didn’t do something active, I’d end up feeling worse. I’ve felt a little better today, but this morning and early afternoon were very busy, and I went through most of my day in a Robitussin haze. Now I’m trying to wake myself up for a friend’s birthday party tonight, but all I really want to do is nap or go for a long walk. Unfortunately, I don’t think I have time for either.

Oh, You Know, This and That

I’ve had a cold since Thursday or Friday, and I’m on my period. I also have a ton of shit to do this week. Normally under these circumstances, I would be in panic mode right now. However, I’m just going to let the cards fall where they may. There’s no sense in pushing myself too hard right now.

I stayed in on Friday night with a terrible sinus headache and fever, and I was supposed to do the Cooper River Bridge Run on Saturday morning, but I was too sick to go. Also, I found out in the middle of the night that a friend had passed away. We had just been hanging out the night before, so that really took me by surprise.

Had I known our goodbye on Thursday night would have been our last, I would have given him a much longer hug. He is definitely missed.

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My poor black car. My poor sinuses. My poor waning sanity. Over the last few days, nature has blown its load all over Charleston. It’s so thick you can actually see it floating around in the air, and it is all over everything. As much as I talk about how excited I am for Spring, I tend to forget how much I fucking. hate. pollen. I thought feeling under the weather lately was due to a few too many late nights over the last couple weeks and the inability to catch up on sleep, but today it finally hit me. Allergy season. If I can ever manage to drag myself out of the house today, I will definitely have to stop by the pharmacy. While coping with all the uncertainties in my life right now, I refuse to let Mother Nature’s annual biochemical warfare take me out.
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My poor black car. My poor sinuses. My poor waning sanity.

Over the last few days, nature has blown its load all over Charleston. It’s so thick you can actually see it floating around in the air, and it is all over everything. As much as I talk about how excited I am for Spring, I tend to forget how much I fucking. hate. pollen.

I thought feeling under the weather lately was due to a few too many late nights over the last couple weeks and the inability to catch up on sleep, but today it finally hit me.

Allergy season.

If I can ever manage to drag myself out of the house today, I will definitely have to stop by the pharmacy. While coping with all the uncertainties in my life right now, I refuse to let Mother Nature’s annual biochemical warfare take me out.

Fucking Trapped

I feel like nothing in my life is completely stable right now, and it’s driving me crazy. There’s just so much up in the air, and I would do anything for the ability to just fast forward past all the upcoming bullshit.

Right now, I want nothing more than to move. I’m still crashing at my parents’ house after two months, and I dread the idea of going back out to my house in Summerville. It’s an hour away from everything in my life, so I feel trapped there. 

I also don’t consider it a home. To me, that place is nothing more than a structure that houses my belongings and over a year of bad memories. I’ve tried being happy there, but it’s just too hard.

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Last night some friends of mine threw an anti-Valentine’s party. The theme was 80s school dance, and there were some pretty sweet outfits. I got the dress at Goodwill for six dollars, the glasses at Walmart for five dollars, and I borrowed shoes and jewelry from my mom. It was fun, but I ended up leaving early because I wasn’t feeling well. Earlier in the evening, right before I started getting ready, I think I started running a fever. The feeling came in waves, and as the evening progressed, I only started feeling worse. When I got home, I chugged NyQuil and ended up playing Tiny Wings, which I wrote about yesterday, for far too long. That game is really addictive, and the challenges definitely get harder as you progress. I’m pretty sure I played for an hour and a half before I realized how late it was. Even the effects of NyQuil couldn’t get me to stop playing. I’m not sure if it was the late night, a bad dream, the taste of death and medicine in my mouth, or a combination of all three, but when I woke up this morning, I was feeling extremely cranky. To top it off, Twitter didn’t seem to want to work for me, so my primary outlet for bitchiness was cut off. Rage. Thankfully I didn’t put salt in my coffee (that’s happened before, twice), and I came across some funny things on Reddit that put a smile on my face. Now I’m just trying to figure out what to do with my day. I’m supposed to go to a hockey game tonight, but if I decide to stay in, I already have someone lined up to take my ticket for me. No worries there. As much as I’d love to spend time with friends, I think it may be best for me to just relax today. Plus, it’s likely I’ll get a chance to Skype with my darling BFF Helen tonight. Helen > Hockey. I also have a little over nine hours (without commercials) of torrented television to catch up on. Decisions. Regardless of what I choose to do, I can only hope this crappy feeling, both physically and mentally, passes very soon. I’d like to enjoy my day, thank you very much.
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Last night some friends of mine threw an anti-Valentine’s party. The theme was 80s school dance, and there were some pretty sweet outfits. I got the dress at Goodwill for six dollars, the glasses at Walmart for five dollars, and I borrowed shoes and jewelry from my mom.

It was fun, but I ended up leaving early because I wasn’t feeling well. Earlier in the evening, right before I started getting ready, I think I started running a fever. The feeling came in waves, and as the evening progressed, I only started feeling worse.

When I got home, I chugged NyQuil and ended up playing Tiny Wings, which I wrote about yesterday, for far too long. That game is really addictive, and the challenges definitely get harder as you progress. I’m pretty sure I played for an hour and a half before I realized how late it was. Even the effects of NyQuil couldn’t get me to stop playing.

I’m not sure if it was the late night, a bad dream, the taste of death and medicine in my mouth, or a combination of all three, but when I woke up this morning, I was feeling extremely cranky. To top it off, Twitter didn’t seem to want to work for me, so my primary outlet for bitchiness was cut off.

Rage.

Thankfully I didn’t put salt in my coffee (that’s happened before, twice), and I came across some funny things on Reddit that put a smile on my face. Now I’m just trying to figure out what to do with my day.

I’m supposed to go to a hockey game tonight, but if I decide to stay in, I already have someone lined up to take my ticket for me. No worries there. As much as I’d love to spend time with friends, I think it may be best for me to just relax today. Plus, it’s likely I’ll get a chance to Skype with my darling BFF Helen tonight.

Helen > Hockey.

I also have a little over nine hours (without commercials) of torrented television to catch up on.

Decisions.

Regardless of what I choose to do, I can only hope this crappy feeling, both physically and mentally, passes very soon. I’d like to enjoy my day, thank you very much.

What butter and whiskey will not cure there’s no cure for.

Irish Proverb

I’ve been feeling slightly under the weather these last couple days, and this morning I thought my coffee could use a little Jameson. I’m sure I’ll feel better soon.