Home on the weekends

Jonne: how are you?
Me: Like there's a monster clawing at my throat like my eyes are glued& i need a wild boar to chase me.

Last few days i've been sickly. Its not fever.. I don't get hot. I never did since i was 14? But its the throat so i visited the doctor earlier this morning& well i spent $80.. so shitty.. I'm down with gastric reflux that could alter my life forever. Really i meant forever. I had it once before& i believed it won't come back again but i was wrong. No milk, coffee, fruit juice, pepper, chilli, late nights, supper, skipping meals or anxiety. I'm unhappy at work.. My manager even wanted the details of my malady today. But as my boy said, work is ending in June& i won't see them again. Right, everyone comes& goes. I will be moving once more sometime this year. I think i 'll need a new bed& covers. Coco's fur is terrorizing every surface. I shouldn't take anything seriously anymore. Who wants to be serious anyways. Life is too short. You wouldn't know what happens next. Like the cutest stray cat on Earth that i named Butter clawed at my hand last nyte>.< My cat wounds swelled within a minute so Dan brought me straight to the Mama shop for primitive first aid. Which is detol first to ugly plaster. I'm gettin a hello kitty one later.

Current fave song: Today's the day by Aimee Mann.

What's yours?