Sickness Already

I feel like I'm dying. I'm coming down with some kind of illness and all my cough drops are gone and I have no other medicine. Of course. Whatever.

I had a good night tonight. I called some people, talked to an old friend and caught up with shit.

Then, I called Kate and she came and got me, and her and her friend went to this random kid's house on Salisbury Beach and literally died for hours. When we came out, the world had changed, we decided. It was just rain, really. It was so funny, though.

Now I'm "home" (it really still doesn't feel exactly like home). I feel sick as fuck, and know I will only feel worse tomorrow. I don't care, though. I need to find a friend to teach me stick, because I think I'll be buying one in the next few days.

Goodnight.