Burning Fire

Home the day after tomorrow! Yay! As much as I love Nashville, I am ready for a break and to see Ang. We shall have a grand time :)
I feel like George: "Hi, This is George. I got nothin' to say."

Posted by Mrs. Jagger at 6:29 PM | Permalink | Comments

I hate how bad things all seem to happen on the same day.
I hate how I'm crying over you and you know even know that you hurt me.
I hate that I'm not strong enough to pretend I don't care.
I hate that I'm not strong enought to actually not care.
I hate that friends let you down.
I hate that shows get sold out.
I hate that I was used and I knew it all along.

Posted by Mrs. Jagger at 9:04 PM | Permalink | Comments

Mono.
And if you've ever had it, you know the feeling: I think I'll die of exhaustion. It's the worst tiredness I've ever felt, like you're a brick that CANNOT move. And the worst part of it all is, you sleep, and sleep, and sleep, and SLEEP and you are just as tired as when you went to sleep back at the beginning!!!!
This is terrible. Today was Day #10 in bed. Now do you see why I feel like dying? And there is no one here, like at home, to make you soup, or dinner, or anything. So, I have to pull my poor body out of bed at least 3 times a day (now that I'm eating again) to make some food.
And get this: WebMD.com has these encouraging thoughts for me. "The virus may still be found in your saliva up to 18 months after you have recovered from your symptoms" and "You should be able to return to your normal activities within about a month". Are you kidding me? MONTHS? This cannot be. I cannot take this anymooooooooooooore!

Posted by Mrs. Jagger at 5:51 PM | Permalink | Comments

Guess what we're doing tonite? Speed dating. Laugh, I know you are, because I am too. They're having it at school. Katelin thought they did it in the movie Hitch. Ya know meet like a dozen new people in 1 hour. We're just going for the laughs and to say we did it. I'm sure I'll have some funny stories when I return, so I'll keep you posted...

Posted by Mrs. Jagger at 6:04 PM | Permalink | Comments

I just spent 1/2 on Facebook. How embarressing is that? But I had a thoroughly good laugh perusing through the people that went to BV and seeing how many of them look terrible/got fat/are exactly the same. If it's this good after only 1 1/2 yrs, imagine how fun high school reunions will be? And I say that not sarcastically! I can't wait to show up -- looking all cool, mind you -- with my ubercool rock star husband and spend the evening laughing at how all the others never became anything/look awful. Maybe that's sick and twisted and mean, but hey! They had their time in high school, and now I'm going to have my time in life. Hee hee. I'd rather have life than high school, wouldn't you? Ha! And I got it :) Heehee, once again.
I just LOVE irony, don't you? I freaking LOOOOOOOOOVE it! Have you ever thought about it? If you do, you'll realize that you love it and when something ironic happens, an uncontrollable smile appears on your face...

Posted by Mrs. Jagger at 5:42 PM | Permalink | Comments