juliana, I thought you had new hair yesterday. I meant to say that it looked really good. Really, really good.

So far today I'm not having the jittery feelings or the pins and needle feelings I was having yesterday from the meds, but omg could I be more thirsty?

I've gotten some schoolwork done and some cleaning, and I cut out a bunch of pictures to take with me to the hairdressers on Friday. I still need to make myself attack my textbook.

Ooh, what a great juliana picture!

Juliana, how is it that you manage to look prettier in every picture you take? I love the new hair!

Seriously. HMOG, woman, did you make a pact with SATAN? Which is to say that I love the hair and the pic and rrrowwrr.

did you make a pact with SATAN?

Let me check my records.

Yeah, so it turns out I can't win. My mom thinks the fifty-dollar gift card was too much. Because she doesn't think I gave my sister that much when, in fact, I did buy her two Cloud Watchers shirts that did cost...okay, it looks like they cost about $35. But they're what she wanted. And my mom gave me fifty bucks I didn't know what to do with. So I thought I was being clever. At least she approved of the flowers because my aunt like flowers. GOD. WHATTHEFUCKEVER. I quit this damn family.

She also thinks there's no point in doing this marathon and causing myself all this pain.

Studying something hard always made me incredibly thirsty...does it take water to concentrate?(not that the meds aren't responsible, sj, just something I noticed in college.) Thrall report: Ok, so if a person needed a primer of baseball and was denied the traditional "learning it hanging with your dad" method, where could she go? (Although in Olbermann's case, I've read mom was the sport-o, which I thought was cool but also set my projecto-matic wondering about Daddy Issues.) Cause I watched one for a while today and did not know why the stuff the voice guys were talking about wasn't just guys catching the ball. But I know I am an ignorant heathen. But I could still tell Chicago had had better days.

Maybe it's a backhanded way of complimenting your generosity? From what you've said, P-C, your mom is not too good with the showing of approval...

Sometimes she says she's proud of me. That's always a nice phone call.

God, now I feel like a dick for not lavishing my brother and sister with expensive gifts and instead getting them things I knew they wanted and would appreciate, even though they weren't overly expensive.

That is a completely crack-addled sentence.