#yet lonely

I spent the whole day doing what I needed to, to clean up my apartment. Not that it was dirty, mind you. I do not live in a pig sty. I simply cleaned out my fridge of all those nasty things that were expired. Okay...okay...I threw it all out...I wasn’t going to eat anything that came out of that fridge! Oh Heeellll no! *pardon my french* Not eating anything out of a major appliance that smelled like that. Gross.

So I tossed it all away and got some dusting done.

I tried not to do too much as I am still not feeling all that grand, taking Nyquil for this dang cold I have. The down side it makes me so drowsy. But that is what it is made to do so...it is doing its job. No complaints there. But it is also making me feel a little vulnerable...though that could be the events that had taken place the last few days. 

This place is so quiet. Which makes me laugh, because I didn’t care when it was quiet and lonely before...it’s funny that I miss the punk across the hall that had parties in his apartment about three times a month. Virgil. That was his name. Guh...

Anyway. Things have started to get pretty dangerous for my friends. This...serial killer cyborg has struck again...

I made a promise that I would stay alert...be sure to have my taser on me at all times. And if...by some crazy bad luck...I do come in contact with this...freak, I will tase his cyborg backside and run. No heroics.

Sorry this entry is so short...but I am starting to nod off from the Nyquil.

Early morning grind to go Christmas shopping by myself.