What's Wrong With Me???
Okay, I guess nothing is hugely wrong...I just feel weird. I've been all rumbly stomach-y since Monday (with all that goes along with it) and my phenergan (anti-nausea meds) and vicodin (both leftover from my wisdom teeth-ectomy) don't really help. I sleep any time that I can get (I know that some of you would contribute that to the pills, but I sleep way longer than a dose lasts, especially since I half the pills).
Yechchch...I just don't feel good.
But I am out today, dressed well, with make-up and all...looking pretty good if I do say so myself (bought the clothes for Pumpkin Show...looked good then, look just as good now). Wednesday is group lunch day, so I have to look nice for that (one never knows whom one might see).
Anyway, guess who got a job about 20 minutes from Olivet? That would be my perfect cousin, Benjamin. He's smart, good-looking, and does what a proper grandchild should do: He got married before he finished college and has provided two gorgeous great-grandchildren for the family. Oh, well. I do like Ohio...It does grow on you after a couple of years.
posted by erika @ 11:27 AM
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yeah so i could probably get you a job here, or the reynolds clan could probably find some work for you in their country but its not olivet and its far from perfect--SUCH IS LIFE. I love you, and I miss you, and well--i learned just today that comparing yourself to someone else means you want their life--and you give up all of yours. It's not worth it. I'll share the story if you call me sometime. I could say all of that cliche garbage or i could say--I don't care at all about Ben. Which is better?
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