Why did I have Starbucks at nine thirty... I'm so awake now. And I have class in six hours. And I have to be up in less than five. And I won't be getting to sleep anytime soon, hence the blogging. Blehh.
This wouldn't be a problem if I wasn't in Denton. If I was back in Dallas, with my man and my kitty and my share of the blanket, I'd be passed out in no time.
Speaking of being passed out... I think I'm gonna go try and see if I can get in to see Dr Case or Julie this week. Cauuuussseeee I'd rather be safe than sorry, cause hypoglycemia is scary shit. Gastrointestinal problems is one thing, but this is scarier due to it's ability to be life threatening. And maybe it was just nothing, but I'd rather get bloodwork done just to be safe.
Unrelated, but I'm on a costume craze. I saw a cool historically accurate Aurora illustration, and I realized how much I want to make it! Hard? Yep. Badass? Definitely! And then how much I want to work on my assassin stuff. Getting the white stuff done is half the battle! Leatherwork... that's another issue :P Oh I just want to be an assassin. I want a million costumes for no other reason than to have them :P Some girls need bigger closets for more clothes. I need a bigger closet for my costumes.
xx I Checked Your Teeth And Warmed Your Toes Marz
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