sometimes I think I'm cursed...

Or doomed.

This is not histrionics. I am doomed, people.

Haven't been around much and that's because yesterday ended up with me in the Emergency Room. Yes, Friday night in an emergency room, with many, many crazy people.

Fun times.

And it turns out, I'm allergic to IV. Yes, that's right. My body doesn't like HYDRATION. It was not a pretty sight though when the nurse was trying to get the IV going - and the mother freaked out because I was apparently white as a sheet.

Luckily, after all the crap and poking/prodding, turns out to be just really bad rib bruising/muscle problems from all my coughing. Seven hours in emergency room for that feels anticlimatic, but much better than it being something awful.

Needless to say, I've been out of it in regards to Hurricane Rita and I hope all my friends (okay, anyone really) in its path is okay. Love you all.

Now to attempt to get caught up on my friends list and try to decide if I'm going to my film class tomorrow.

Ciao, my friends!