die, vampire, die.

by Kyle Hemingway
April 1, 2007

this is what i've been reduced to.

yes kids, isn’t that the most attractive you’ve ever seen me? i just wish you could see the dark raccoon circles under my eyes. those are really the highlights of this look.

so, if you couldn’t tell, i basically haven’t left bed since wednesday, save for going home one night to see my doctor in fall river. shall we go over what’s wrong with me? ok! it started with a lovely sniffley episode, moved onto violent shaking and fever, stayed there for a while, then half of the entire roof of my mouth turned into a giant canker swore, and (most recently) i sliced my left pinky finger open on my pill cutter.

pill cutter, you might ask? well, yes.  the antibiotic that my doctor has prescribed to me is roughly the size of a sopository, and i need to cut it into four, count them, four pieces to make them manageable to swallow. uh huh.

on top of all this shit, jeremy is in fucking florida.

blah.


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telling the truth without being boring since 2005