fever musings.

i feel as if my brains are boiling; indeed my head is hot, and the backs of my eyes ache.
also, i have a cold in my chest that my friend offered to cure with a hard punch in that area. mmmm. lurve.

thought that it was med-induced, but cough syrup and its acetaldehyde do not cause fever, i think, only depresses one slightly. so i am and have been all day a high, crooked-walking zombie who shakes in her chair while her head is coved with a blue hoodie.

if you do not know this about me, now you do. i take meds to get to sleep, and last night, i woke around four A.M. crying over my loneliness. my louse-ass father pissed me off and i was generally having a miserable time on Valentine's Day. now i have two new, fresh cuts decorating my wrist. ah! i feel like i am walking those winding and half deserted streets that j. alfred prufrock invited us all down.

on a lighter note:

• mmmm... thad j.


• yay! my legs are shaved!


• got letters from Tulane and Washington and Lee Universities
  
• new orleans, here i come!