all I got
January 25, 2010
This morning my dad was hospitalized for potential kidney stones. Thinking of that man in pain makes me die a little bit.
Today Ree and I made same-time appointments to donate blood two weeks from now. I’ve only been meaning to do this for about eight years.
Last week I petitioned an Ethnic Studies class that was full. The first words out of the instructor’s mouth included ‘adding’ & ‘get out.’ Next Monday I try again, for Human Biology. I just want to go to school, goddammit.
Kiddo’s seventh birthday is in five days. Coerce twenty-five plus individuals into having a good time for the sake of your precious precious’s happiness? ‘KAY.
It takes a handful of (unrelated to above) seemingly petty incidents hitting you at the same time to make Cloud 9 feel like a fucking hail storm. Someone get me down from here. Bring rum.
-CJ
