Woven Cognition

I'm going to make this quick because I'm preparing for the assfuck of the century.

Uhh.. let's see. Woke up from a strangely erotic and elaborate dream, several actually, feeling incredibly ill. My head felt like it was made of lead and my body and stomach ached. That's okay though. When I feel sick I just imagine my men taking care of me.

Today being the 21st of February marks the 11th anniversary of my family moving out of my uncle's house into my current one. What a coincidence that all this shit surrounding my uncle's living arrangements should be happening now. Perhaps things will come full circle and my uncle will move in with us or in his own new trailer.

To celebrate the occasion and to follow the theme of bad luck, my dad was suspended his job for three days for mixing up an order. They almost fired him but didn't. Lucky. My brother and dad are both looking for new jobs because apparently that place sucks.

Watched American Idol and dyed my hair black. I still feel nasty. Blahdy blahdy blah. I wanna do something fun. Laters.