I’ve kicked my cat off of my bed twice in the last 24 hours just to have sex. I feel her glaring at me in my soul.
I’m wearing sweater tights and a skirt and a sweater and pretty earrings and I feel so feminine it is lovely.
Came home from school, made love, and ate an entire pizza by myself. Are you feeling it now Mr. Krabs?
but nobody cares and I queued shit.
I’ll be at my grandparents with no cell signal and no internet.
so yeah, don’t fear, I’m not dead.
But my friends would all call me an asshole. So I’m telling my blog. But yeah, we watched Tangled and Doctor Who and made out basically the entire time he was over today and damn I really like him.
Passover Seder with the family.
My aunt (technically step second cousin once removed…?) had this awesome thing for the manischewitz, kinda like
And there were eight little cups but seven people at the dinner and my eleven year old cousin and I kept stealing wine from the extra cup and asking for more and pointing and giggling and he asked me if he was drunk and it was just adorably hilarious. I hugged him goodbye and he was like “Will I get a hangover?” Dying. Anywho, my uncle bought vegan cookies from whole foods and SWEET MOTHER OF GOD. Nom. Oh, manischewitz, why is everything funnier with you.
I am still sick. Stuffy nose, sore throat, chest congestion, and frig in my throat. On top of that, I fell three times yesterday during the cat party and my thighs hurt from dancing at said cast party. Fuck my life. My mom said I could stay home sick, but all I really want to do is not be sick. On top of that, I’m terrified that me being sick so often recently is a byproduct of my veganism. I don’t understand why it would be, but that’s my only lifestyle change recently so ugh. And I’m also too lazy to do any homework. I hate being sick.