bushed

nervous

i dreamt i was in some old house-turned-art-gallery and there was this room where the exhibited tarantulas were free to crawl around

tries to will coughing to stop

peppermint tea~

now more dogs are howling

i hear howling

FinePoint's lady boss just called~

... so...my cuzin lost his school bag

woke up with a sore throat at 3AM this morning...