I think I must be a bad person.
Ehh.. whatever.
Nat and I are randomly looking at weddingchannel.com, reminiscing about the weddings that almost happened but didn't. She was 2 weeks from her wedding day, and he got deployed - when he got back, they decided not to get married because they had a huge fight, but they might be getting back together now, 2 years later.
I'm either going to marry one of my best friends (obviously Kat is not an option) or just stay single forever and find someone like Wes to be my sperm donor and let his boyfriend be the godfather or something.
We found plastic forks and spoons that look like real silverware - fancy, fancy. They made me laugh.
I'm in a surprisingly good mood today.
Yoga class tonight.
Oh, I went to medical. My bite is infected, and if I hadn't gone to get treatment within the next few days, the doctor said it looks like it would have spread to become a bone infection. Ouch. That's why my ankle was throbbing and hurting - it was getting deeper. I have to take antibiotics for the next 10 days, 4 times a day. Ugh.
Ooh, and Scott called some Army friend of his who works on the world-wide locator, and he told me that Drew is at Fort Jackson, and he'll give me his address within a week so I can write to him.
The good is balancing out the bad today.
I need sleep.
Ehh.. whatever.
Nat and I are randomly looking at weddingchannel.com, reminiscing about the weddings that almost happened but didn't. She was 2 weeks from her wedding day, and he got deployed - when he got back, they decided not to get married because they had a huge fight, but they might be getting back together now, 2 years later.
I'm either going to marry one of my best friends (obviously Kat is not an option) or just stay single forever and find someone like Wes to be my sperm donor and let his boyfriend be the godfather or something.
We found plastic forks and spoons that look like real silverware - fancy, fancy. They made me laugh.
I'm in a surprisingly good mood today.
Yoga class tonight.
Oh, I went to medical. My bite is infected, and if I hadn't gone to get treatment within the next few days, the doctor said it looks like it would have spread to become a bone infection. Ouch. That's why my ankle was throbbing and hurting - it was getting deeper. I have to take antibiotics for the next 10 days, 4 times a day. Ugh.
Ooh, and Scott called some Army friend of his who works on the world-wide locator, and he told me that Drew is at Fort Jackson, and he'll give me his address within a week so I can write to him.
The good is balancing out the bad today.
I need sleep.
Beauty as seen by the beast