Slacking is apparently what I do best right now. I'm not exactly proud of the sketching either, but it happened and I'm dealing with it. I had a good time over all though, whether or not the sketch is included. I definitely felt really good the day after, even if I was up all night before hand. Now that I've started going to 5ive, I've come to appreciate a bunch of things, the top two being my bed and having money for food. College Night has better music than Bitch Slap, but I was also in not so good of a mood during Bitch Slap (and I was also rather intoxicated too). Its started to get incredibly busted just cracking around downtown with friends. Don't get me wrong, I love spending time with my friends; we've spent so much time together in the last two weeks that people are starting to call us a clique. Walking around the village in circles just isn't what I want to do with all of my time.
On to a hopefully more grammatically correct and understandable paragraph about what the original point of this entry was. Aside from the fact that I've been too busy to even blog (which goes to show you just how busy I am if I can't even blog), I want to send my slightly sincere condolonces about any voicemails I may have left people. They were apparently extremely amusing to listen to, even if I stopped halfway through to talk about the weather or to mention the fact that my hands/legs/body were/was shaking. Just thinking about it now gives me shivers.
I have a whole whackload of doctors appointments coming up. All that basically means to me is a day where I don't go in to work, and I might get to sleep in a little bit. Specialist appointments are not-so-tentatively scheduled for 11, 17, and 23 August 2005. And for those of you who don't already know, I work Monday to Friday, and then I have various lifeguarding courses. When I'm not doing these things, I'm either sleeping or out on other prearranged plans. So don't expect to see me, and don't get upset when you don't see me.
a busy llama is not a happy llama