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Aug. 17th, 2005 10:37 pmOy gevalt. (Understand that I have no idea what gevalt means. Or even what the literal translation of oy is. It's the emotion behind it that counts.)
Went to bed on Tuesday morning around 4am. Was woken up at 7:15am. Felt like crap (Color me surprised). Drove off to my brother's high school so my mum could meet with the principal about the presence of military recruiters on-campus. Slept through her meeting. Continued to feel like crap. Slept while she went into Barbecues Galore! Dreamt about going to Barbecues Galore. Woke up freaked the hell out. Got to Laguna and the Sawdust Festival. Watched Abbit the Average's comedy magic (Silly, but fun. "Silly Abbit, Trix are for kids!") Looked at the metal combs I've been planning to buy for two years. Way too expensive, no buy. Earcuffs. Bought two. Started freaking out again. Sat, ate lunch, felt like crap. Went back to Carol's, tried to nap. Couldn't. Re-read about half of Heir to the Shadows. Finally relaxed enough to nap. Woke up, went out to dinner. Survived most of dinner, felt like crap again. Went back to Carol's, read for a couple hours, tried to sleep. Had series of INCREDIBLY FUCKED UP DREAMS. Seriously, someone smack my subconcious. Or wash it out or something, cause, DUDE. Woke up, ate scone, packed up. Drove to Fashion Island, had lunch and gelato and played dominos. Drove home. Felt like crap a lot. Got home. Tried to nap. Failed. Watched Ella Enchanted with my mum. Walked to the Uptown street fair. Ate soup. Began to feel less like crap. Got home. Took shower. Read 200+ lj entries since 8am yesterday. Bringing us to now.
That was my vacation.
And tomorrow I get to start packing...
Went to bed on Tuesday morning around 4am. Was woken up at 7:15am. Felt like crap (Color me surprised). Drove off to my brother's high school so my mum could meet with the principal about the presence of military recruiters on-campus. Slept through her meeting. Continued to feel like crap. Slept while she went into Barbecues Galore! Dreamt about going to Barbecues Galore. Woke up freaked the hell out. Got to Laguna and the Sawdust Festival. Watched Abbit the Average's comedy magic (Silly, but fun. "Silly Abbit, Trix are for kids!") Looked at the metal combs I've been planning to buy for two years. Way too expensive, no buy. Earcuffs. Bought two. Started freaking out again. Sat, ate lunch, felt like crap. Went back to Carol's, tried to nap. Couldn't. Re-read about half of Heir to the Shadows. Finally relaxed enough to nap. Woke up, went out to dinner. Survived most of dinner, felt like crap again. Went back to Carol's, read for a couple hours, tried to sleep. Had series of INCREDIBLY FUCKED UP DREAMS. Seriously, someone smack my subconcious. Or wash it out or something, cause, DUDE. Woke up, ate scone, packed up. Drove to Fashion Island, had lunch and gelato and played dominos. Drove home. Felt like crap a lot. Got home. Tried to nap. Failed. Watched Ella Enchanted with my mum. Walked to the Uptown street fair. Ate soup. Began to feel less like crap. Got home. Took shower. Read 200+ lj entries since 8am yesterday. Bringing us to now.
That was my vacation.
And tomorrow I get to start packing...
