"You're adorable when you sleep. Like a bunny, or some sort of woodland creature!"

Baaawwww <3

Took a two hour nap today, woke up after people texted me four times, thought I checked my texts, but I was still sleeping.
Ohhhh, dreams are funn-ayy.

So the model from yesterday texted me earlier and asked if I'd like to join him and a couple of his buddies for dinner tomorrow. Should I go?

Y/Y?

Alright, so I've been dealing with High Blood Pressure for the last couple of weeks, it's freaked me out, and it's all because of the medication my doctor put me on for my Thyroid. No, it's not Thyroxine, it's just the fucking pill that helps Thyroxine work. So I decided to go online and see what the side effects were, and this is what I found:
 

• High blood pressure (hypertension)
• A rapid heart rate (tachycardia)
• An irregular heart rhythm (arrhythmia)
• Heart failure, chest pain, or a heart attack
• Heart palpitations
• An increased appetite, along with weight loss
• Feeling hot all the time and increased sweating
• Fever
• Hyperactivity, nervousness, anxiety, or irritability
• Insomnia
• Emotional changes
• Shakiness or muscle weakness
• Difficult or painful breathing
• Diarrhea, vomiting, or abdominal cramps (stomach cramps)
• Hair loss
• Flushing
• Broken bones or other signs of weakened bones
• Difficulty breathing, especially if accompanied by fluid retention in the legs or feet (signs of congestive heart failure or CHF)
• Menstrual problems or fertility problems
• Seizures. 

WTF MAN. WTF. So all of the panic attacks, giddiness, dizziness, and heart palpitations were caused by this gem of a fucking pill. Goddamn.

THIS is why I don't trust doctors. Thank God I'm on my last pill, because I honestly can't deal with this anymore. I can deal with weight gain, feeling cold and tired, but a heart attack? Fuck that, no thank you, adiós.

Sitting here at condo Greyskull, and everyone but me is playing strip poker.

vdfxvfxdgf wow.

D:
 

This haircut feels amazing.
I asked for red, but she gave me blonde. God I love Michelle.

"Sweetie, you and your boyfriend just broke up. Go blonde. It's the only way."

So true, so true.

Drunk again last night. Please, self--don't make this habit, k?

Oh, and cue my hysterical sobbing as my boss wakes me up at 11 in the morning to inform me that I am late for work and that she needs me there now. pronto. Move it. Because, for some reason, Sunday is our busiest day-- Yes, Sunday of all days.

I have never,... ever been late for work.

OH GOOD GOD I SMELL LIKE SMOKE.BUT I GUESS THAT'S WHAT I GET FOR SITTING IN A GARAGE FULL OF SMOKERS. IT'S LIKE I TOOK A SMOKE BATH. WHY WHY WHY WHY.

I especially love how sick I feel right now. This is why I never drink.

I'm a bit drunk right now, and it's 6 in the morning.

Uggghhhh, I want to forget everything.

AAAGGGHHHH RANT.

1.) I quit smoking. It's freaking me out a bit.
2.) My life is falling apart. Do I really have to decide now?
3.) I need to lose about 40 lbs because I can't fit into my fucking pants. It's like shoving susage into a tubular casing made from the cleaned intestine of a fucking rodent.
4.) How in the world am I going to come up with 48,000 dollars?! Tell me, I'd like to know.
5.) Oh, and FUCK YOU work, thanks a bunch for cutting back my much needed hours. I needed those you bastard.
6.) I miss my grandpa.

Life get better now please.

I've been sitting in front of the computer for the last two days, wiriting my little heart out.

But I still regret nothing.

sdfsdvghjujjjjj

I got completely shitfaced. HJHGHGFSHGSsaddss.

That is all.