Excessive

I'm sick, in the summer, with a cold. What the hell. This always happens to me.

Today was actually a pretty good day, minus the sickness part. Being stuffed up and full of mucus all the time really is uncomfortable, but I talked to my Mom for like an hour, took some photos, watched some TV and played some Final Fantasy, so all in all I think it was a pretty good day.

I actually don't feel so bad that I can't actually write, which is nice, considering last night writing anything was a brutal challenge considering my migraine, and all the fun stuff that comes along with that. It was a tiring day, and I could fall asleep right now if I wanted to, but I figured I'd sit down and write for a little bit before I made my way to bed.

Today was another frustrating day at the manor, followed by a tiring and uncomfortable time at home. Yes, it's another exciting installment of "Jordan's typical work day!"

Today is a weird day, or at least feels like a weird day. It doesn't really feel normal. Mainly because Mark isn't here, Michelle was here when she is uaually at work, and then she left, so now I'm alone. All of these things aren't normal and it's kinda confuses my brain a little bit. I think what I really need to do is just do something that's very familiar and comforting, like get comfortable and watch some That 70's Show, because that will make me feel better.

Yesterday I met my Mom and she took me to lunch at Molly Blooms. I ordered chicken fingers and fries, which were amazingly yummy, and my Mom ordered a chicken wrap thing that she says was yummy, so I believe her. So she paid for lunch, and while we were there, she lent me her new digital camera, which is this really, really nice 8 mega pixel beast of a camera (it takes pictures at 3264x2448) for when I was going to the zoo (which we aren't anymore) and she also gave me her cell phone so I could put the number on my resumes, so that when people call me for job interviews, I can talk to them directly rather than using my Mom's home phone number or Mark's cell phone.

There was somewhat of an arrangment to have a final Lost party and finish off the last three episodes of the second season, but it all fell through, so I'll probably just watch them alone at night sometime. Anyway, because of the change of plans, my day was fairy uneventful beyond the calls and/or instant messages recieved regarding the matter.