8:46 P.M.
I am so bored right now...
I don't know what to do?
I'd like to go out to the bars with friends, but I still have this creeping crud lingering in my throat and traveling down through my lungs.
I've run out of antibiotics, so if I get much worse I'm screwed.
I guess it's not a good idea to hit a bar that is filled with smoke while I'm still sick.
So I sit here.
Bored, and restless.
I should be sleeping, but I get no rest with constant booty on the brain.
Damit!
I just want to be out having fun with my friends right now!
The last thing I need is quality time in front of the box, answering questions sent to me in instant messages.
Nothing like having to answer questions like:
"Hey Kell, why are you home on a Saturday night?"
"Where's the party?"
