You've held me down in this starless city.
I'm tired. I didn't sleep last night. Maybe it's my fault for drinking a little too much wine before bed - whoopsies. I woke up at precisely calculated 2 hour intervals: 2AM, 4AM, 6AM, 8AM, and finally at 10AM I'd had enough and got my sorry ass out of bed to start my day. I had crazy dreams, too. My brain keeps tricking me into dreaming about my as of yet unknown Prince Charming.. hah, that's a laugh! I get mad at myself for dreaming such impossibilities. It's not that I've given up hope. No, I haven't yet completely. I'm just... jaded? Yes, I'm pretty damn lonely sometimes. But.. I know that I'm really not in a point in my life where I'll be in any situation where I would actually meet someone worth my time. Fraternity guys just don't really cut it. Let's face it: they are all in fraternities for a reason... and we all know what that reason is. I'll give you a hint - it starts with an S and ends with an X. If you can't get it, stop reading.
All stupid loneliness issues aside, my day sucked. I woke up irritated, sleepy, and with a
monster headache, scratch that,
MIGRAINE that was hiding behind my left eyeball all day. While I was out running errands with my mom, I had to force her to stop at CVS so I could grab some excedrine and a smartwater. I felt dizzy, sick, nauseous, etc etc etc. Terrible. It went away after I took the pill, but I haven't had a headache like that in months. Not fun. After a quick and sort of scary episode with my sister's dog (he swallowed a bunch of ibuprofen while she was out of the house - had to take him to the vet and make him throw up, not fun!), we were on our way to the grandparent's to celebrate the 3rd night of Chanukah. I got some money and ate some delicious pumpkin pie. I normally don't like pumpkin pie, but this stuff was amazing. My Nana is an amazing lady.
So.. I'm missing a show on Saturday that I really wanted to go to. Not because I like the bands, haha, but because of what is going to happen afterwards. S and I were invited to spend some quality time with some very cool musicians after and during the show, and stupid me has to be out of town, leaving S to be merch sidekick all alone and driving W up to the cabin all by her lonesome. Grrr! Why can't I have a teleportation machine?
...Santa??
Okay, maybe not. I really wish I could be there. Who knows when this sort of weekend will happen again. (sigggghhh)
Sleep is coming, I think.
I hope. No Prince Charming dreams tonight please, I've had enough of your fairytales.
