i'm sick... i do not like being sick... i feel like poo...

slept on Gretchen's couch, because we watched a scary movie, and i think we'll both need years of therapy to recover from that... did not sleep well... i think my chest is caving in... sounds rather unattractive :-( had a funny dream... well, it wasn't funny, it was wonderful, but so improbable that it's hilarious... would be nice if it was true... but my track record with dreams lately is pretty rotten... makes me sad :-( and still confused... and anxious... and sad... really wishing next weekend was here so it would just be over with... tired of waiting... i need Jesus time...

was really looking forward to running this morning... the alarm definitely didn't go off... probably a good thing... couldn't breathe just laying there, what makes me think I could've done 8 this morning?... i'm kinda dumb...

trying to register for classes... if this doesn't go through, i may cry...

had a good weekend... no productivity at all... drove to Lenox just because... asserting my independence, as if I really needed to do that in the first place... found lots of pretty stuff... bought none of it... just needed "me" time... did a lot of good, although from the tone of this, you probably couldn't tell... cut me a break... I'll be better in a few hours...

want to go to the mountains now... just need to get away from here and everything it reminds me of... weird, when i return, it's like coming home... go figure...

organic and biological pollution didn't go through... i may cry... gotta get a hold of those professors... so much for my sick day... maybe later... feeling feverish... need to lay down... goodnight, moon...

on a lighter (um...?) note, a volcano on the Galapagos is erupting, and in my congested fog, i think that was the one we hiked... fun