almost a bitter pill
2007-10-11

I'm better.

I swear this stuff just hangs on. I think I'm over this cold or whatever and then at night I can't sleep because of how bad I feel. But I'm managing.

Logan has been sweet. Just when I think he's a real butthead, he'll go and do something nice to me.

And its getting colder. Finally. I was afraid it would never feel like fall.

I got me some new t's at Wal-mart. Well, actually, some long-sleeve sweaters. I guess. And I wanted this jacket I saw that made me think of the sea-green one I got years ago at Target but is now probably in some thrift shop or somebody else's closet. I accidentally put it in some stuff that I gave to good-will one time. So I miss it. I found a black one at Wal-mart. Thought it would go with my other things. You know, the big buttons. Probably shorter than my other one, too. So all is goof last night. Right?

Well, that stupid lady gave the next person my sack cause we'd gotten other sacks of Logan stuff like this computer game he just had to have and socks and a Halloween T-shirt. I don't realise this til I get home and find out I don't have the sack with the jacket.

Naturally, it wasn't at the cashier station. Luckily, Wal-mart let me get a new one, on them. I was so close to never shopping there again.