Coachella.
We’re leaving in like…well, it could be right now if Christen knocks on my door.
509 miles there, 509 miles back.
I have $15 in my bank account, and $150 available on my credit card.
I hope this caper is successful.
I have beyond no money.
But the show must go on, I guess.
I went and got my blood drawn for the testing today…and oh my god, it was horrible.
The short story is that the chick couldn’t get blood out of one arm so she stabbed the other one and right after she got done I hella passed out. But when I was passed out it was the most horrible experience I’ve ever felt…I had no body, I was falling and falling through a storm of memories, but as I tried to reach for them I would fall faster and I didn’t know who I was. It was insane.
I felt really lightheaded and woozy the whole rest of the day…I still feel like that, although it is wearing off with every hour that passes.
Annie and I had a great lunch at this Mexican place across from her work after she got off today…I was off on another planet most of the time, but I was cool. I wonder what’s in smelling salts. It smelled like ammonia almost. Wikipedia to the rescue! Oh, it really is ammonia. Odd.
Well, I’m all ready. Omg she’s here!
