Maybe all I need is a good shower.
I begin to write stories in this very box but then I give up. I did have an amazing dream this morning, however. So, I guess I’ll write about that. I had a dream that I was in my own apartment with a kitten I found abandoned in an alley. I named him Narvi; he seemed to appreciate it. We were laying in my room with the window open and all I could hear was the waves crashing into one another.
Most annoying “cold” ever. I’m congested and sneezing and NOTHING (I REPEAT NOTHING) provides relief. If I’m going to be sick, I’d rather be struck down with a real cold or flu. This is just aggravating.
Did Kevin just die? Is Sam gone? Wtf? Mind blown.Is Dean crying? Dean, you just fucked up! Omg. His eyes are gone.
I’m hungry. What am I to eat? Trip in 9 days. I feel like I am the only one excited.
We’re a team, aren’t we? And I’m so proud of my victors. So proud. You both deserved so much better. I am truly sorry.
kind of excited about my trip now.