Blah, I'm hungry. What the hell? I was sick all day, felt like garbage and my back hurt and I was cramping and I had to pee every 5 minutes and now I feel fine and I'm hungry. Go figure.

So the car is on the road. I would be more excited if my brakes were in better condition. But maybe that's just the guy from the tire place talking in the back of my head. It felt so good to be in that damn car, surrounded by dark blue, cushioned by the soft seats, so unlike the factory standard Kia. OH! Which reminds me, I meant to tell Mark about this, and I know he'll read this in the morning...the Kia store is having some special now, that when you test drive any new kia, you get a *FREE* Lord of the Rings DVD. Heh. While supplies last. Thought you might not like that.

Eh so. I have eaten now...it's starting to disagree. Leave it to my own spawn to lull me into a feeling of being ok, only to attack me when I'm vunerable. Demon child. Already hurting your mother, for shame. Hurry up and get here!

So...I was given something tonight...and I find it rather strange...not the nature of the object or the act of it being given. Just strange, like now I have some kind of responsibility. To what I don't know, surely nothing, I know.

Except not to blow things up. That's my responsiblity. No fires or explosions or wild orgies sans Mark. It's just that no one has ever given me anything like that, trusted me with something like that...you know? Or maybe not, I'm being cryptic, but I feel like it so na na na na boo boo.

Bedtime for me, I'm rambling now and making no sense and my eyes are half shut. OH! Speaking of eyes...nevermind. I'll talk about my disfigurement later.

-Petra

written on 2002-08-14 at 2:01 a.m. by sweetsolace.

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