I didn't even write yesterday, that's how fuckin shitty I was feeling. I was in my bed for 18 hours, and the only time I got up was to go to the bathroom or to get more water. Luckily the bathroom is only.. (hold on, I'm counting..) 3 doors down. Funny how that works, considering there is a band named that. Anyway, I'm rambling and rambling (or actually, typing and typing) because I'm on hella meds, and they make me feel happy and perky.. oo la la! so they make me bounce off the walls a bit, not that there's anything wrong with that.
My mommy came up this morning at 10 to take care of me. She brought a huge ass bad full of meds and food and other random shit. Isn't she nice? I think I'm gonna go chill at the hotel tonight, take a nice warm bath, minus the shower shoes, YAHOO!, and just sleep forever. Actually, I don't think I could sleep forever yet, but a week would be a sufficent alternative.
About the concert.. KICKED MAJOR ASS!! It was so amazing (as if it wasn't going to be) even though Adam was a little drunk in the beginning and practically ruined Mr. Jones. But The Wallflowers rocked hard, and Adam and Jacob singing together was almost orgasmic.. Boy, I thought I'd have to go change my panties, THAT'S how good it was!!! Enough about my orgasming stories though..
"You still have all of me" sad to say, but the truth does hurt.. AHHH!!