No idea whats going on with my computer. Now I can't even change the display settings needed to install the internet.
Someone help me.
Please stupid computers.
I'm just not going to tell anyone how sick I am. Then I won't feel bad about being here.
My throat really hurts. I should call off. I should go to the clinic on state road. I need the number for it.
Some people are dumb. I've barely gotten sick over the last few years and I've worked with kids during all of them. My immune system has to be pretty good considering all the germs they carry around. My immune system isn't low because of drinking which is what someone always blames it on.
I need a fast day with access to a lot of pain relievers.
I'm trying to numb the hell out of my throat. Nuke all the feelings.
Cavs have home court advantage for as far ad they advance in the playoffs. Best overall record in the NBA this season. It's an amazing awesome season.
If a girl takes forever to communicate back with me, should I just stop talking to her? I must not be all that important to them. You're never too busy to shoot someone you care about a message back.
Instead of the kids saying my toy or my mommy and fighting with each other they grabe me and say "my Mr. Wessell" and "no, my Mr. Wessell." I think it's hilarious. Sometimes they just say "my Wessell."
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
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