figures that today my allergies are kicking into high-gear... i am likkered up on 3 alaverts and there's no end to the red nose syndrome i am sporting... and there's no time to go to tanning during lunch to make the rest of my face red and draw attention away from the rudolph look - would rather have the heat miser look (well, during lunch there's time - but let's just say, laying in a pool of your own sweat for 30 minutes isn't quite the best smell one can sport... and there's no time for a shower prior to the date. that's not the "perfume" i want to have wafting off me.)
i printed out my notice to the landlord - i will leave it inside my door when i am ready to go out tonight... i feel sorta sick that i am leaving the place.
it's when i am leaving that's up in the air now
