In the chance my hands are eaten by sharks, you would hold my stubs as we walk through parks.

Okay, so I lied. The blog I posted on 6/24 wasn't my last one for a while. Mostly because I'm really sick and have nothing to do. Also because I have things to write about.
So, lots of people now have blogs on blogspot, which kinda makes me want to delete mine. I think blogs are nice though, and I like to read Bridget's and Melanie's. They're the coolest. I actually hung out with Melanie last night, but my fever came back when I was there, so we didn't have that crazy of a time. We did manage to watch Keeping Up With the Kardashian's, which is one of my favorite shows, and we had a really nice conversation about boys and gossip and other fun things in her pool. I just wish I wasn't so unwell because Bridget and Melanie were talking about seeing a movie tonight. I was really excited to go, but my mom made it pretty clear that I wasn't doing anything today. I thought I was feeling better yesterday afternoon, but I almost passed out in the queso dip at Mi Tierras. I realllly wasn't feeling good.
I don't know whats wrong with me, but it sucks. I should probably take off Kara's sweatshirt because my fevers making me sweat like a whore in church, but I love it too much. Plus, she's already agreed to take it every once and a while to wash it so it smells like her. Now it smells like incense, Kara, and something else I can't place. Maybe it's my shampoo. Whatever.
My shampoo is the greatest, by the way. It's made from hemp.
Another thing I wanted to bring up is how gross Denny's is. Bridget and Katie Doyle must remember our little experience after the Motion City Soundtrack concert last year. I won't get into the details, but we all almost threw up in the parking lot. I don't even know why they're still around, because they're terrible. All that agree, say "Yeah!".
Maybe I should start a protesting group against Denny's. I need to do research on how many people have died from all the grease they put in their food. I'm sure people have. It's outrageous.
I need a job. The guy from Bravo Pizza called yesterday and said that they hired someone else before I turned in my application, but he'll give me a call as soon as something frees up. Finding a job is so frustrating, but maybe it's just me because I'm desperate.

I think I'm going to end this thing now because I think my fever's starting to spike again. I'm shaking and it's getting hard to keep my eyes open. My mom says I look like someone on The Addams Family. Wow, great.

If you're reading this and know my house phone number, feel free to call. I'm going to be bored as hell and not allowed to leave my house.
<3 :)