Anyway, today I got a haircut again, finally. While I was there I talked to the one doing my hair about their sign on the door for a receptionist. I told her I had already filled one out about a month before but if she thought I should fill out another one I would, so I did. She said that if I got hired I would be their first male receptionist, and watch me be the best one so far. (she said all that)
Next up, I came home and my mom told me that they would allow me to visit friends in Lafayette this weekend, just "not with our vehicle". Look, if I had my own vehicle I wouldn't have asked you in the first place.
About 4 o'clock I was dog tired so I laid down and took a nap. I ended up waking up at 5:15 hacking away. My throat has been sore and feeling scratchy lately but today it was the worst. Any time I breath it feels irritated and even more so when I swallow. Coughing seems to lessen some of the scratchiness however not much. So anyway, I was hacking away and ran to the bathroom for some water. I ended up coughing so much I wretched up a portion of my lunch; a PB&J sandwich. bleh. I am gargling salt water but it doesn't seem to be helping much either.
Umm... that is all.
Oh yeah, I have a impending sense of doom concerning PDI.