40 day dream

Yesterday was much needed. I was suppose to go to work but I called in..well I think I did, either that or Eleane told them I wasn't coming in. I have no clue why but I felt very sick in the time frame of 7am to 2pm. I kept hallucinating that it was much later then it was and that I was already at work; maybe it was because my dogs pissed in my bed. Finally when I did get up it was 2 and Frank was on his way from his house..or getting ready to come over. I washed what was left of my sheets and cleaned my room. I swear my room get's so dusty so easily. Any way's, I waited for him to get there before I took my shower, because I had to turn off the security alarm. He talked to me while I was in the shower most of the time then went to hook up his Xbox to my computer. It was around 5pm by then and we went to Fumiyoshi with Pebbles and Rambo. It was very entertaining hearing Pebbles, I guess sing with the Violent Femmes. We we got back home we, well I, played Bioshock2 and then watched 2012. I actually enjoyed the movie, I just hate it when you can guess almost everything that is going to happen next. All in all, The Day After Tomorrow had a run for it's money. Frank left at 11pm, and due to not being tucked in, I got barley any sleep. So I had ended up calling Frank later into the night and had him swing a lullaby to make me fall to sleep, which did the job. The rest of my weekend is pretty much self explanatory. I worked and worked and worked.
Today I'm going to dumb ol' counseling, the car place, to my house, and then Nanny's. Nanny is making Frank and I homemade key-lime pie, yum! I really excited to go to Nanny's, she's been so stressed lately, and I just want to help, even if it's a little bit.
I'm not exactly sure what I'm suppose to be doing in my first period. So far I know that Jeff has taken it upon himself to shave his face, I'm drinking a juice box, and we have a sub.




Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros
Jeff introduced to me to this band not too long ago,
and I can't stop listening to them.