[07 Jan 2010|07:59am] _guillotine__ [ mood | anxious ] It's far too early in the morning and I'm about to leave for school. I'm nervous about parking decks. I hate driving in a parking deck. Donovan showed me around the campus and I know where all my classes are. The classes should be easy but boring. It's just the parking decks. But I'll be alright. Also today's my anniversary. Two wonderful years with the boy, and counting =) 6 comments|post comment

Two Thousand and Ten! [01 Jan 2010|05:38pm] _guillotine__ [ mood | groggy ] yesterday, I managed to work for about an hour and a half before nearly collapsing and having to be led up the stairs to lie down. Donovan came to rescue me. He wrapped in his jacket and walked me out to the car, helped me inside, into pajamas, and into bed. I was so weak just standing was a terrible ordeal. My fever was 101.something before I fell asleep. I woke up to loud cracking sounds, and some nightmare I must have been having tricked me into believing the universe was ripping to shreds and I was being thrown backwards through the fabric of time. Fully terrified, I called out for Donovan several times but he never answered, so I stumbled out of bed and made my way to the other room in a haze. I remember telling him I was scared and trying to communicate why, and him telling me it was only fireworks I was hearing. My tempurature at this point had spiked up to 102. He made me take some medicine (something I never do--haven't taken anything in years) and I lay on the couch for a while feeling miserable. My skin ached, everthing down to just moving my eyes was painful. My tempurature normally runs around 97 so 102 is quite high for me. I don't remember the last time I had a fever over 99. Eventually the medicine kicked in and Donovan fed me some soup. We watched Lost a bit and dilly dallied until midnight. By midnight I felt almost normal as my fever had completely gone, some of my strength had returned, and only a headache remained. So I was able to at least partially enjoy the new year count down, and kiss Donovan and midnight. I wish we could have been with our friends, but oh well. Donovan's been so caring and sweet nursing me back to health. My fever came back and my sore throat made itself known again with a vengeance early in the morning but Donovan had me take some more medicine and I've felt alright since then. I'm still not back to myself and my head still hurts, but I should be better tomorrow. My boss called to say I didn't have to come in tonight, so that's a great relief. I can't believe it's January! Starting school this month and celebrating two years with Donovan. Cruise later in the year, and still later my sister graduates high school! I think 2010 will be a good year. Happy new year, every one! 11 comments|post comment

Thank you green tea with honey [31 Dec 2009|10:29am] _guillotine__ [ mood | sick ] The good news is my boss let me switch shifts so I don't have to work all night on new year's eve. The bad news is I'm still sick, sicker even. I feel so crappy. But after work I'll still head on over to Jesse's with my box of happy new year hats and tiaras and celebrate with my friends. Though I probably shouldn't kiss Donovan at midnight...In fact I feel I'll probably fall asleep before midnight. Oh well. Oh but we've booked a hotel for the weekend, so our anniversary trip is finally official. I hope I'm feeling better by then! Regardless, I'm excited. My hair looks like a rat's nest and I don't feel good enough to do one single thing about it. I'll ring in the new year looking like I should be a regular at my work. It's fine. 2 comments|post comment

Frog Girl [30 Dec 2009|08:14am] _guillotine__ I'm sick. I can't talk. My voice is scratchy and it's painful. I start college next week. I can't believe I'm finally going to school! I'm excited but also nervous, and in the end I'm just kind of dreading it because I know how hard it's going to be to juggle working full time and going to school full time. I will have only one day off at all, ever. It's better than Donovan's no days off, I suppose. And at least there is the cruise to look forward to over spring break. I just hope it's not too much for me to take on. I dreamed I went to college. In a big auditorium I stood with lots of other students. A professor made the girls go stand against one wall, and the boys against another. Then the professor started up some music, and had each gender march toward the opposite wall until they met up with a random tango partner, only to turn around and tango back to the other wall. What. Monday night friends gathering was fun. After a little bit of shopping and a feast at a mexican restaurant we came back to my place and played tons of old Sega games. Nanner and Darcy and I stowed away in my room for girly talking while the boys played video games. Donovan is working tonight which is usually our date night but since he's been out of school there have been a lot of date nights (curiously no actual dates) so it's okay. We're both sick anyway. I just want to curl up with him and watch Lost, but instead I'll curl up here alone with my wizard dog and finish my book and then work on some art. I have 15 minutes until I leave for work. Please let the hours fly by and deliver me quickly back into the bed. I hate feeling like crap =( 4 comments|post comment

Bear Prince [29 Dec 2009|12:50pm] _guillotine__ Donovan looks beautiful while he sleeps. His lips are so full and curvy, his eyes are looking at dreams, and the way his hand is perched slackly across his chest, the bracelet that matches mine around his wrist, is just too lovely. He's opening his eyes and looking at me, pulling little confused faces, and I'm smiling. His stomach is growling and I want to feed him. He's awake now but trying to sleep more. Where should we go for our anniversary. Cabins are at a glance cheaper than hotels but with two night minimums and cleaning and processing fees, it no longer seems practical. A hotel, but where? He sat up. he turned himself around and came to me on the opposite side of the bed to put his head on my chest and look at the computer with me. 3 comments|post comment

Scruffy Dog [27 Dec 2009|05:34pm] _guillotine__ [ mood | full ] This was the best Christmas since we moved out to Nowhere. I keep wanting to tell livejournal all about it and then feeling no enthusiasm about it at all when I try to write it down. This is still happening. I just can't do it. Donovan got me a little Wacom Bamboo tablet. Cute and portable and lightweight. I'll carry it with my laptop everywhere. The first thing I drew was an octopus. The second thing was a naked Hentai girl. Yeah, uh. Donovan ALSO gave me a build-a-bear! I've been asking him to make me one for so long, thinking it would be the sweetest thing he could do, and finally, when I've given up on the idea entirely and when I least expect it, he pulls out this fluffy dog in a wizard's outfit, and with the biggest smile on my face I accept the gift--the best gift he's given me. I nearly cried. 6 comments|post comment

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