I caught something at the convention this weekend. 50 thousand people in one building and I’m one of the few to get sick, figures. Also, hello allergies, my old friend. Why don’t you kindly fuck off?
One good thing is, it’s finally warm in Chicago. A wonderful, steady warmth. :)
This is one of those rare moments in life when everything is going just the way you want it to. There’s no conflict or drama. Everyone is happy and doing what they’re suppose to do. I’m just so grateful for everyone helping me out and making life great :)
Fuck me if I ever forget.
to be able to touch an animal and not think about rashes, eyes itching or your throat closing up. Let a dog slobber all over your face without bumps and redness appearing everywhere. ITS THE WORST. Everytime I go to someones house with a cat it’s only a matter of time before everything just puffs up.
It would also be great if I wasn’t the pickiest eater ever. I love food, the way it look and smells but my tongue is a huge asshole and hates the way everything tastes.