evening of blah

The club was dumb. Stupid Lesbian didn't show. The drag show was barely drag, and not much of a show... two performers. Next week should be better... there will be more people from school, I'm guessing, since it will be after the first OutThere meeting of the year, and plus Dean promised to bring me pictures from the Pajama Contest I won last semester. Yay.

Tomorrow I get paid... but Drew isn't coming shopping with me and I'm not seeing Jenn. Pffft.

Anyhow, this sleepy kiddo is going to bed.

Kisses to you all.

a ginger ale hangover

I'm having the worst time trying to wake up. I got a whole 7 hours of sleep, but my eyes and my head are trying to get me back into bed. Hey, that rhymed!

I had really spectacular dreams last night. Well, I suppose that for the most part they were just okay, but the thing that made them wonderful was the fact that I had just had a baby; a little girl named Sophie. She was so precious, so perfect. In fact, as I think about that part of my dream... the rest of it kind of fades. When I eventually have children, I will be the happiest mother ever. ::beams::

My body feels all sorts of hungover, although I didn't drink anything last night but free ginger ale (which is no longer free) and water when I took my meds.

::groans::

Ullllnnnnggg. Maybe I'll be alright after a cold, vigorous shower.