I am sick. It figures. I have exams tomorrow and i have what I have lovingly named the Black Cold. It's similar to the Black Death, minus the black and the death. It's just the worst cold ever. I have a wake to go to this weekend, it's sort of a pajama event, which sounds perfect for a spreader of the Black Cold. But I really would prefer if My Ohana Tribe did not get the death Plague, especially not from me. So we'll have to see how it goes.
You're going to learn very soon (how about now?) that I have what I would call Multiple soul mates. There is the one that everyone should sort of just figure. My Partner, the viking that sleeps in my bed, certainly counts for one. I also have Bea. Bea Bea Bea. Bea Approached me today with the Quandary about perhaps starting up a crafting business. Sure, I said, Sure. And so KillaBea's Crafts was born. (I am the Killa half, just so ya know) We'll see what comes of it. I'm going to drive my black-cold-ed behind to the craft store tomorrow and grab up some of the amazing fall colors that just so happen to be on clearance right now. That will be after the exams... Rationalizing Radicals and Accusative Case in German. JOY. I would actually almost enjoy studying for both if being in my skin didn't feel so much like a death sammich. See, I went to the Gym with the viking on Monday. He kicked my butt via weight machines. I can now barely lift my arms. I'm squishy compared to him. So, now my arms and pecks hurt so bad that i noticed that not wearing a bra makes my chest hurt due to the amount of pressure caused by my blessed anatomy. I am literally a lunch portion of a pain and plague sandwich with a side of bitching and a dash of the dramatic. At least I know? Right?
I want to make a hat... next stop.. hat makens (after some sleep and some exams and some craft storing)
I have some OD green Corduroy... I think it's going to be a hat for Vet's day.
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