February 6th, 2001

S&G 1

(no subject)

I worked at the assembly machine yesterday. It was hard work. I'm not very strong, and it's hard to push big heavy blocks of concrete into a machine. Then I had to help Mike's aunt cut insulation to the right size. That was annoying too. I got glass in my eyes and in my lungs and in my skin. And in my mouth. Ick. So I get a break and then on Thursday I get to do it again. And then Mike's going to another trade show. How annoying. The next three weekends are filled for him... and the third one is my birthday! He won't be here for me to turn 21. I'm not too happy about that.
S&G 1

I Need Witch's Brew!

Angie and I patched things up last night. It was a good conversation. I know that bad stuff will happen again, but for now, I don't feel like I'm not wanted in my own house.

I have POST-NASAL DRIP! I have snot running down the back of my throat. I can feel it. I need witch's brew. Honey, water, and apple cider vinegar. Tastes just like cider to me. I can't taste the vinegar anymore. It's yummy, I don't care what any of you say.