still sick.
movies with md.
amoxocillian
zyrtec
sleep all day = larisa is so bored.
the weather was so nice too..
sigh.
i need an iron. i bet the hot gay boy downstairs has one. why are all the hot ones gay??
fuck.
this is gonna be everlasting.
i hate being sick.
it knocks me down when i want to be up.
i hate being still.
i like being active all the time.
yet i can't seem to stop eating.
or thinking about it.
sometimes i grab my stomach and then think i'm nuts.
maybe i am.
maybe i just need to learn to be happy with myself.
i lent my cooking pot to alton.
friggity!
soup soup soup.
this post is pointless.
just random thoughts.
i should have stuck with it and become a writer all those years ago.
i used to be pretty good.
but i could never write anything that i wanted to read.
i would have stuck with adolescent books. like for 13yr olds.
those books were the best.
md is back.
we're gonna watch some woody allen flick.
i hope i get better soon.
larisa.