Goddamnit all to HELL
I'm going to start this "blog" out like every other "pity-me-I'm-20+-years-old-and-without-a-date-or-anything-else-on-a-friday-night" movie, and say: this sucks
I've had this crappy tooth infection for about a week now. My face has been swollen to fuck for about four or five days. It's just finishing going back to normal now, my mouth, but it was so bad, I could'nt turn my head to the left or lie down flat. It would hurt. If my head were at the same level, or dare I say, Altitude, as my heart, blood would be forced through my head at a harder, faster rate than if it were to travel up my jugulars or what have you into my head as it would if I were seated. Thus, I have to sleep sitting in my bed. Sounds easy enouhg, but if you were try to sleep like that for four days, and then go back, level sleeping would be heavan to you. I know it was for me. Couple that with a uselessly immovable mouth, and it was SO not a walk in the park.
Now it seems like the last day of mouth infections for me, and my brother and I were invited to a birthday party today--friday. sucks to be me. But it's not all the infection's fault. I was given the option to go. given the option. And guess what I chose. You know what I chose. Otherwise I wouldn't be here bitching about it all to you now. I chose to stay home.
"Oh, it's all right. I'll sit in bed, and draw shit like comics or people shooting at shit, or check my email or penny-arcade or listen to music (my stereo's in my mom's room now.), or watch TV." smart me. Now you have to deal with my anger. I think I'll drain my face of all it's pus the hard way.
Anyone got a sharpened knife?
ps. I have to see "confessions of a dangerous mind"
I need a good movie now. Something like fight club or ocean's eleven or out of sight (for their visual quality, though Fight Club was exceptionally good.).
I'm going to start this "blog" out like every other "pity-me-I'm-20+-years-old-and-without-a-date-or-anything-else-on-a-friday-night" movie, and say: this sucks
I've had this crappy tooth infection for about a week now. My face has been swollen to fuck for about four or five days. It's just finishing going back to normal now, my mouth, but it was so bad, I could'nt turn my head to the left or lie down flat. It would hurt. If my head were at the same level, or dare I say, Altitude, as my heart, blood would be forced through my head at a harder, faster rate than if it were to travel up my jugulars or what have you into my head as it would if I were seated. Thus, I have to sleep sitting in my bed. Sounds easy enouhg, but if you were try to sleep like that for four days, and then go back, level sleeping would be heavan to you. I know it was for me. Couple that with a uselessly immovable mouth, and it was SO not a walk in the park.
Now it seems like the last day of mouth infections for me, and my brother and I were invited to a birthday party today--friday. sucks to be me. But it's not all the infection's fault. I was given the option to go. given the option. And guess what I chose. You know what I chose. Otherwise I wouldn't be here bitching about it all to you now. I chose to stay home.
"Oh, it's all right. I'll sit in bed, and draw shit like comics or people shooting at shit, or check my email or penny-arcade or listen to music (my stereo's in my mom's room now.), or watch TV." smart me. Now you have to deal with my anger. I think I'll drain my face of all it's pus the hard way.
Anyone got a sharpened knife?
ps. I have to see "confessions of a dangerous mind"
I need a good movie now. Something like fight club or ocean's eleven or out of sight (for their visual quality, though Fight Club was exceptionally good.).
