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Dec. 18th, 2002 09:45 amlife is just peachy.
package arrived for me yesterday, sort of. I won't see it again until Christmas, but it was a coat that I've been drooling over for months. so my mom pulled it out, made sure it fit, packed it back up and disappeared it.
then later we made a trip to WalMart, got some clothes and shit, picked up Baldur's Gate II for my brother, and got me a new bike. same deal: make sure it's good, pack it up 'til the 25th.
then we get back home, I sit down at my computer, and RWK is down. Shimlar's still down, so I can't play that, so I'm reading shit, talking to a friend and snacking. and somehow, I manage to crack a fucking tooth almost all the way through at the gumline. a front tooth. so I'm like afraid to sleep 'cause I just know I'll break the rest of the way through and then I'll need to get a plate or some shit and I just don't want to deal with that BS. and I'm not quite 18 yet, so I can't go down and get it fixed 'cause I can't authorize jack, and my parents are both asleep, and I'm sitting here almost passing out 'cause I've been awake for like twenty hours and counting and I haven't eaten shit and I'm almost passing out and I'm majorly hungry but I'm afraid to eat 'cause I keep bending the bloody tooth as it is...
stress? stress is our friend!
package arrived for me yesterday, sort of. I won't see it again until Christmas, but it was a coat that I've been drooling over for months. so my mom pulled it out, made sure it fit, packed it back up and disappeared it.
then later we made a trip to WalMart, got some clothes and shit, picked up Baldur's Gate II for my brother, and got me a new bike. same deal: make sure it's good, pack it up 'til the 25th.
then we get back home, I sit down at my computer, and RWK is down. Shimlar's still down, so I can't play that, so I'm reading shit, talking to a friend and snacking. and somehow, I manage to crack a fucking tooth almost all the way through at the gumline. a front tooth. so I'm like afraid to sleep 'cause I just know I'll break the rest of the way through and then I'll need to get a plate or some shit and I just don't want to deal with that BS. and I'm not quite 18 yet, so I can't go down and get it fixed 'cause I can't authorize jack, and my parents are both asleep, and I'm sitting here almost passing out 'cause I've been awake for like twenty hours and counting and I haven't eaten shit and I'm almost passing out and I'm majorly hungry but I'm afraid to eat 'cause I keep bending the bloody tooth as it is...
stress? stress is our friend!
