's okay. Maybe tomorrow. On one hand, it's been a week. On the other, that's pretty standard for between her messages.A little. I now need a weekend to make up for the weekend I didn't get last weekend with work stress and family in town stress and sleeping on the couch stress.This is why I insisted on going general. I can't handle the idea of being awake for something like that. Instead my experience went like this:
*shot*
Them: Count backwards from twenty.
*does so*
Me: You know, I don't think this is working.
...
*wakes up in the next room under a pink blanket*
But even then, it was not a pleasant experience. I still don't eat Jell-o.