mal·a·dy - n. pl. mal·a·dies
1. A disease, a disorder, or an ailment.
2. An unwholesome condition: the malady of discontent.

Jun. 16, 2003 @ 4:54 pm
Goes *drip drip drip* in the vial...

My goodness how I hate giving blood. I went with Kelly and did the HIV/AIDS/syphilis blood work today. My face was white. My hands were clammy and cold. I hate that goddamn green chair they sit you down in. The arms move. I couldn't grip the hell out of that thing with my free hand like I wanted to. Kel tried to hold my hand... but I said, "No. I'm cool. I'm okay." I hate giving blood. That's why I stopped taking Lithium... *sigh* but it's over... finally. I get the results in a week or so. I'm not at all worried... It's just that 0.1% that I'm not sure. Yeah. That scares me a little. But, again... It's over now. I now have this horrid, horrid bruise that shall remain in the crook of my arm for at least two weeks. But... It's a reminder that I did the right thing.

Mmm... Kelly and I are off from Fed Thursday night. Just want to chill in bed and forget all of the fucked up events of the past two weeks. Just want to talk and kiss and watch whatever movie happens to be around. Maybe get some sleep. Maybe play some Scategories or Scrabble. Just hang out.

Kel and I went and ate lunch at Colton's today after the appointment. Angela (a server I'm friends with) asks right off the bat how long we've been together. You see... Kelly is one of those lesbians who you just look at and.... know. What's the word? Oh. A dyke... if you will. And I look at Kelly and wait for her answer. You see, we had this discussion last night. I cornered her in her room and asked, "What are we?" Since last Sunday... at least six people have asked the same question Angela did. And each time... we just kind of shrugged. But today... she said... "A week."

Yay! I've been resisting calling her my girlfriend because of all the bullshit Julie stuff. But now... It's just me and Kel. She's very loyal. She's very trusting. She's very open in public. All of those qualities she has... I'm not used to yet... but I love every one of them. *swoon* I'm so excited to get to know her better.

I want to stop rambling. I need to go and take a nap, actually. Ciao, my little darlings.

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Name: Mallory
Birf-day: Aug. 23rd
Nickname(s): Mal, Malady, Mathery, Gangsta Lesbian
Occupation: FedEx hub worker, ToGo hostess at Outback Steakhouse, and installer and maintenance for AutoSan
Loves: Julie, sleep!, moose tracks ice cream, blue jeans, butterflies!
Hates: broke-ness, depression, traffic, coupla exes
Favorite Belly Bean: margarita!
Family: Mom, Dad, Logan (15), Lucy the Wonder Puppy
Favorite Diaries: Julie!!!, TranceJen, The Bean, Bobby, Jenn and KiKi