1. A disease, a disorder, or an ailment.
2. An unwholesome condition: the malady of discontent.
Numbers and Furniture
Eight days until my birthday. Twelve days until we move. Fifteen days until we go to New Orleans. Eighteen days until normal life begins again. *whew*
Ah. When life gives you lemons.... throw 'em at the windows of old, dilapidated, vacant homes. I'm just not a lemonade fan.
What's doin' for my birthday? Not much that I know of. Mom and Dad are paying part of my student loan as their present. Kelly's gotten me a card I'm not allowed to read. I'll be working at Fed at the actual time of my birth... 12:58 am. Money checks in the mail from random relatives. I dunno if Julie's getting me something. I'm getting her a card and this rainbow sticker with "COWGIRL" on it. Logan's giving me twenty bucks... Eh. 'Bout it. My birthday's on a Saturday. We should go out and doooo something. Dunno.
So much to do. We have two bedrooms, a bathroom, a living room, and a kitchen to fill. We have two beds, kitchen stuff, bathroom stuff, definitely one couch, and random tables and lamps right now. All we're missing for the moment is a kitchen table to at least make it livable. Not comfy. But we'll manage. We have so far.
But now that I see it's nine pee em.... I must be off to another night of hell with a manager that's decided to baby me. Maybe I'll explain later. Does anyone read this anymore???