pay no more than absolutely zero.

a game thats made for two
thats you and me...

im sick again. such a sick little girl i am. im sitting in my bed right now, stuffed under blankets and pillows. breathing in eucalyptus oil from my mother's crock pot. listening to nat king cole ask me to fly him to the moon. i went home on friday night. and i got to hang out with my moma which was nice. i ate all the good stuff too. wild rice with three sisters stew. butternut squash soup, licorice tea and baked apples. quinoa cereal in the morning with maple butter. ginger tea with honey and a big piece of pumpkin bread. sometimes...its really fucking great to be home.

i think my grandmother was mad at me for whatever reason. well i'm pretty sure its because my mom didnt drive them home because she wanted to take care of me. i forget that even grandmothers can be bitter. i didnt push it. shes allowed to be mad. its more awkward than anything though. and i only saw my grandfather for about 2 minutes. i didnt even get to bring him his dinner which is possibly my favorite thing to do. i must admit, while they were here this summer..i complained quite a bit. true it was difficult at times having to get up early to cook them breakfast and constantly making sure my grandmother didnt leave anything fully on fire or wander out of the house...but i loved it. its truly nice to be needed by anyone.

i think im going to try and get a tattoo today. just because it seems like a good day to do something drastic. im at least going to try and see how much it'll cost. i'll check out a few places down east. i've been writing this thing for about 20 minutes right now which is ridiclous....rather i've not been writing this thing for about 20 minutes. im gonna go on back to being a sicko, and sleep for a little bit more because i need to look pretty at some point today. i hate dumb endings.