mood:
i've had a head cold and sore throat since friday night. i feel like curling up into a ball and dying.
i saw guster at the state theatre with heather and nick friday evening. the opening band was total shit, but guster was great as usual. the crowd was annoying, however. heather is only twenty, so we couldn'y go upstair to the balcony where the brews were being served. in other words, where the 21+ crowd was. boo for all ages shows. younger people bug me lately.
life has become boring and without event. i have decided against buying a house and instead, i'm going to work on saving money and paying off every single teeny weeny debt i owe. i am also going to work on following a BUDGET. imagine that.
rosa needs a tiny muzzle or something. she barks and play bites nonstop. she is a little poop machine, also. THE CUTEST POOPER ON THE PLANET, HOWEVER.
a friend(?) had to have his cat put to sleep this past weekend. he's in my thoughts.
sudafed, soup, ginger ale, and trading spaces.