I could voice post, but nooo. I go back a few steps and handwrite. (I didn't have any other options at the "real" time of this entry, haha.) Most of it is whining about cramps and all. And there's much mention of PC. So if you don't like that stuff, go away, kthx. ^_^ So yeah...I eventually did fall asleep around seven again. Dad woke me up around elven to ask if I'd be going to the con. I said no since, well, I wouldn't be able to walk. XD However! He apparently went and did more garbage-searching for me. ;_; For some reason, he found pills in there (just...loose. Not in the bottle) and when he looked up the number etched on them, he saw they were my percocets. T_T WTF WERE THEY DOING IN THE GARBAGE LIKE THAT? He only found two, but that's good enough for me; I can go to the con today as a result. (They'll last 'till tomorrow afternoon, I think?) So yeah. Very happy about that. Also, that's gotta be the first time I've hand-written something for display on the internet and not used smilies anywhere. And sorry for the messy-ish writing, 'specially near the end. It was six AM after all. XD Edit: Oh lol, whoever the hell just called is my hero. She called asking for my mom, so I said I'd take a message since mom was at work. Then she just asked if she could call back and let it go to answering machine so I didn't have to write anything down. 8DD So it saved both of us tons of time. Smart lady. :x Also, when the hell did my tags list get to the side of my journal? Didn't have it before...
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