My mom is in the hospital. I don’t take care of people well. I jsut want to go into hiding and hope they get better on their own. She has an infection in her leg. My sis and I are going to go see her. I love her, I wish I wasen’t emotionally defunct.
I really want to sleep. I’ve been up since about 6am, and I feel fried. Britney spears’ stage is a metric fuckton of stuff, but yanno what they say, the less talent the more crap.
I keep wanting to play with this. I might suggest not putting me on RSS feeds, or at least not on ones you take seriously. I hope to post a lot and fairly non interesting things here.
Tomorrow, (later today, like in 4 hours) I’m waking up to build brittney spear’s stage at the prudential center. I’m slightly scared because my back is still fuckered. I can’t walk or stand without pain and I’m going to go do labor. AWESOME.