I have been doing nothing but sleeping lately. Like seriously.
I don't craft or paint or venture outside or read or watch television. If I have to work I get up, go to work, come home and nap for a few hours, watch a movie, sleep. If I have a day off I'll sleep for like EVERZ, get up and watch a movie, and then sleep FOREVERZ again. I am a sick individual.
Speaking of sick, my grandfather is in the hospital. This would be west coast poppy as east coast poppy is no longer FTW. He was diagnosed with anemia and dehydration.
First of all, he lives in a retirement/nursing/old peeps home. Don't they have people to take care of supplying a sufficient amount of H20 to their residents?
Second, so it's my Mom's side of the family who cursed me with my weak blood! Grrr.
I'm all over the place. And so is my internet. And I really want to see a psychiatrist or something. And I want to go on ADD meds, that shit seems wicked.
Here are two and a half minutes of my new favourite song.
Pharrell is way hot. He's like the Matthew Bellamy of hip-hop.
Yummy.
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If you went on Ritalin, you could totally sell them too. Nothin wrong with a bit of extra cash, amirite?
I have always wanted to read that book, but never wanted to pay like $21 for it.
Tell me if it's as good as it supposed to be!
I'm sorry about your poppy. :o( Talk soooon.
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Robert: It took me ten years to figure out wtf "amirite" was. Sounds like a toilet cleaner or something.
Robyn: Poppy is doing awesome, cause he's awesome, thanks for the caring. :) P.S. You can borrow the book when you you come back to me, incentive!
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