Good Sunday

So far it's been a good Sunday. I just got back from Chapters (a book store) where I tried not to whore and embarass myself in the history section. I got two books - The Boleyn Inheritance (b/c I read The Other Boleyn Girl) and Mary Queen of Scotland and the Isles. It's a historical novel and I'm greatly anticipating it's greatness and wonderfulness. To add to this, I scored a free book too! Some kind soul at rehab found out I was an anthro major (probably from myself) and told me about this book (The Clan of Cave Bear)that takes place during the Ice Age. Alas, it is a romance and i am afraid to open it for fear it will take over my love for Jamie and Claire (Outlander!) but i doubt that will happen.

But oh well.

I felt pretty shitty yesterday, and no, i am not implying the state of my stomach. My stomach is much, much, much better thank you. I meant in the lungular regions. I just felt like utter crap, like I couldn't breathe, and once again i raised and shook my fist in anger at the thought of Tobi and what it does to me. I could barely get from A to B, and I was getting hot flashes. I felt for a moment that this must be what it's like to go through menopause, but without the feeling of sudden suffocation. Today i feel slightly better but i'm incredibly phlegmy. There is no balance in this game of lung disease. It's just a nasty, nasty bitch all around.

I couldn't sleep lastnight b/c I watched some stupid movie called Dead Silence. It was stupid at parts but scary. I couldn't fall asleep for fear that things would go suddenly silent and Mary Shaw would appear in my room. If you see her you don't scream b/c she rips out your tongue. And what's even stupider is that i'm 23 and naiive enough to get scared by this shit. But I was - so shut up.

I'm off to go be unproductive. But before i go continue my unproductivness, I must extend my HAPPY BIRTHDAY WISHES to my Heidi Speidi who is 15 years old today! MUMMY LOVES YOU!

P.S: Got my false alaram 2 months ago today