Oh my Gods the Breaking of Spring is at hand. Finals are next week. Then my bitch ass is heading to Tampa, Florida.
80 Degrees, average. There is a higher power, and he takes vacation in South Florida. Of course he then feels it neccisary to trash the hotel room with a few Hurricanes when he rolls out.
My mom is in the hospital. I've never felt so wound up before in my life. I can't sleep....I would say that I can't eat but...well...thats not the case. I tend to do that when I'm stressed. I eat, alot. Please, if you are in the least spiritual just say a quick prayer for my mothers and mothers in general. They are truely a magnificant... Read More