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tabular_rasaI woke up this morning with yellow gooze oozing from my eye, covering it up and making it feel all slimey. I went to the bathroom and rubbed it all out, but it's still occasionally oozing some, and it's really nasty. My eye feels really tight and painful, and it's all red along the inside. I can't tell what's wrong. I figure that it's an allergic reaction, and perhaps one even linked to that itchiness of my face that I had earlier this week, but it's still really weird. I hope it's not pinkeye . . . but does pinkeye have evil, oozy, yellow gooze? I am not wearing contacts, right now, obviously . . .
Brunch was nice. I had an omelet, and talked with Braxton and Lathan and Shandra and Cheyenne (and there were no arguments over evolution, lol . . . Tory wasn't in a provocative mood, I guess, lol . . . ).
I called Alice and Robert in the car on the way back up to the lake (they called me, but I wasn't there, this time . . . ), and we are filming at noon tomorrow. Tory will assist, probably.
Tiffany, Jessica, that means if we do anything, it will be later, when I am done, of which I have no idea when that will be. Actually, we might even need you, potentially, to film, lol . . . but I don't know anything about anything at this point, which really sucks.
When we got up to the lake, drifting off the end of our pier in their new boat, were the Fergusons-- the family that used to live next door to us at the lake until about seventh grade or so, on the opposite side of the Balls, who are still there, obviously. So we invited them on the pier, and we checked out each other's boats and talked about what's been going on the past few years (lol), and college plans for Kristen and I next year. It was really quite a nice, little, spontaneous get-together.
Now Papa and Jana are coming up for the afternoon, but the weather is getting progressively worse. It's rather cold, and pretty windy, and the sky's getting greyer.
I think I am going to go take a nap and see if I can get rid of this pain in my eye.
Brunch was nice. I had an omelet, and talked with Braxton and Lathan and Shandra and Cheyenne (and there were no arguments over evolution, lol . . . Tory wasn't in a provocative mood, I guess, lol . . . ).
I called Alice and Robert in the car on the way back up to the lake (they called me, but I wasn't there, this time . . . ), and we are filming at noon tomorrow. Tory will assist, probably.
Tiffany, Jessica, that means if we do anything, it will be later, when I am done, of which I have no idea when that will be. Actually, we might even need you, potentially, to film, lol . . . but I don't know anything about anything at this point, which really sucks.
When we got up to the lake, drifting off the end of our pier in their new boat, were the Fergusons-- the family that used to live next door to us at the lake until about seventh grade or so, on the opposite side of the Balls, who are still there, obviously. So we invited them on the pier, and we checked out each other's boats and talked about what's been going on the past few years (lol), and college plans for Kristen and I next year. It was really quite a nice, little, spontaneous get-together.
Now Papa and Jana are coming up for the afternoon, but the weather is getting progressively worse. It's rather cold, and pretty windy, and the sky's getting greyer.
I think I am going to go take a nap and see if I can get rid of this pain in my eye.
