Last night was fun. Went to a friends, sophisticated dinner party ensued (I'm so classy) But what did I learn? That forgetting your prescription and then going out and drinking wine and smoking nasty menthol cigarettes is a TERRIBLE PLAN. Tremor was so bad, cold sweats ensued, along with a horrendous amount of Jesus-I'm-gunna-die nausea and a headache that felt like my skull was going to cave in on itself. Best part? Despite having had this over a year, still nobody knows what's wrong with me. Could be as simple as something connected with blood sugar. Could be a brain tumour. So that's fun to think about. Also Had a slightly tipsy phone call with someone who shall remain nameless last night, during which they casually mentioned the fact they won't be in college anymore and that comment hit me more than it fucking should have. Because it shouldn't be possible to miss someone you aren't that close to. And I want to divorce my feelings and move the fuck on. But my brains like "hey, aha, er, NO."
