and with this, im done. goodbye.
imagine playing hide and go seek with this guy.
g.p.o.whyhigh: these peanutbutter m&ms are bomb. robot chicken needs to be on.
good morning, rhinestone eyes.
i got high to this song last night, ironic i am now wakig up to it.
INCEPTION
stay at work for another hour
pack
make dinner of some sort for me and mama
fill lucy with gas
sneeze
clean all the random shit out of lucy to make room for everyone
go grocery shopping
pack up dem coolers
sleep
go to canada
everyone else was making to do lists so why not…
i barely slept last night just because i got in so late, and it was my first night home in a while. and then i was awoken by a lovely phone call from mr.sawyer “Hey, pauls in the hospital and asking for you”
i’ve spent over thirteen hours sitting in uncomfortable hospital chairs, staring at walls, listening to my boyfriend screaming in agonizing pain. they got his surgery over with today, but will have to do another surgery at the end of the week, they think. the nurse was nice enough to set up a cot for me in his room, which is most likely my home for the next week, besides work. i am exhausted. and as if all this doesnt suck enough, unfortunately, this cancels my trip to canada with all my friends.
i dont want it to sound like im complaining. i would love nothing more than to be there for paul when he needs me.
i’m just not looking forward to sleeping in a hospital for five nights while all my friends are in canada at strip clubs and hookah bars.
