|Current mood:|| awake|
|Current music:||tapping of keys|
Okay so I went in at five yesterday. Six hours and three hotties later, I found myself chanting to keep calm. When I stress I get sick, and last night was no exception. Damned nosebleed. I was only scheduled for three hours but they needed someone so I stayed. That was a bad idea. I have to go in at three today and i haven't taken my meds yet. Yeah, Lane I know. But I had to update. It was a driving need. I'm going to update dj in a bit. I talk more there. Just not as freely. This is my journal for all the stuff I don't want the nice people in my life to see. Well.... the nice, moderartely innocent people. Jess, you don't count. I tell you everything. But there are several people that don't get that kind of sharing. It's not from a lack of trust or affection but from a desire to protect their innocence for as long as I can. Another example of me as the mother figure. Ugh.