You Take my Breath Away.
Mood: right ray of fricking sunshine.
Music: Mozart - 7th symphony
Aloha! I am home! At last! After nearly collapsing in my driveway! Of what appears to have been a mid-January asthma attack!
There are no leaves out or pollen producing stuff, which leads me to conclude that I may be allergic to hoes. Because I was just dandy all day untill I came into close quarters with Bitchface - and my resperatory system suddenly took offence.
Actually, it was not all that sudden as in I was in the middle of Suffolk street when I noticed I wasn't breathing. And that, my friends, is not very fun. Neither is arriving home to the realization that my inhaler is in my black Roots bag, which has not been in regular use since September and has since found it's way to who the hell knows where. I'm not sure when I decided it was necessary to own multiple handbags, but I assure you, ladies, it will bite you in the ass sooner or later. Such as when you are crawling through your house on your hands and knees in an oxygen-hungry stupor.
Anyways. I found it after much wheezing and a bit of cursing and all is well now, except my lungs hurt from the medication. But I suppose it's better than them not functioning.
Also there is my art class' show tonight.
I am going to go now and make mini pizzas.
Ta Da!
Music: Mozart - 7th symphony
Aloha! I am home! At last! After nearly collapsing in my driveway! Of what appears to have been a mid-January asthma attack!
There are no leaves out or pollen producing stuff, which leads me to conclude that I may be allergic to hoes. Because I was just dandy all day untill I came into close quarters with Bitchface - and my resperatory system suddenly took offence.
Actually, it was not all that sudden as in I was in the middle of Suffolk street when I noticed I wasn't breathing. And that, my friends, is not very fun. Neither is arriving home to the realization that my inhaler is in my black Roots bag, which has not been in regular use since September and has since found it's way to who the hell knows where. I'm not sure when I decided it was necessary to own multiple handbags, but I assure you, ladies, it will bite you in the ass sooner or later. Such as when you are crawling through your house on your hands and knees in an oxygen-hungry stupor.
Anyways. I found it after much wheezing and a bit of cursing and all is well now, except my lungs hurt from the medication. But I suppose it's better than them not functioning.
Also there is my art class' show tonight.
I am going to go now and make mini pizzas.
Ta Da!
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