I had a dream last night but so many of the frickin threads were broken by the time my eyes opened ... I barely remember anything. In fact ... there's nothing but residual images now. Images I can't make out.

5:27:06 pm

So ... I feel like crap. I did a little shopping ealier though. Yay for shopping! Went to my favorite little thrift shop on Bergenline Avenue. I'm a thrift shop junkie. I like the fact that I don't have to wash the clothes a few times for them to look 'worn'. Also ... since they already look worn ... it doesn't seem like a new wardrobe ... just something I haven't worn in a while. Got two pairs of cords. Eight bucks each and they look kick ass. I managed to stop sniffling from my runny nose long enough to enjoy the shopping buzz.

Two fresh kills in my bag.

I walked along and found this other store. I went in and turned around to walk out pretty much the same time.

"We have a lot more in the back."

I turned around and met this smile. I swear he had to be flirting with me. I checked out some of the tees. Running my fingers over the racks. He was right next to me. Said something about them being a good brand and his hand brushed against mine. They had some cool stuff on clearance. I got two tees.

"I'm sure I'll see you again," he said.

"Hmm ... I dunno about that," I smiled. I wasn't planning on spending any money.

"You don't live around here?"

"I do actually. Boulevard East."

He smiled and said something else about having some more great stuff. Salesmen can be such whores sometimes. I left. Got a baseball tee at Modells and came home.

6:30:31 pm

So I'm here drinking ... eating .... both I guess ... chicken noodle soup with wholeweat toast. Feeling weaker and weaker ... cwappier and cwappier. Ugh. Went out to get the soup ealier. The didn't have any at the first store I walked to. But ... they had egg nog *drools*.

I always have a craving for dairy whenever I get a cold. I am not lying. Like a serious ... knock down a wall to get to a carton of milk ... kinda craving. I haven't had egg nogg since ... well .. probably last Christmas. When I was younger I'd beg my mom to buy egg nog when I had a cold. Or just drink a lot of milk. It's really weird. Dumb even ... since dairy only makes more mucus. I left there, went to my favorite store and got a can of chicken noodle. They only had one can left. The guy who works there said he's getting a cold too. Blah!

The part that really sucks is ... whenever I get sick ... even just a cold ... I lose weight. Which is what I so don't want right now. Double blah!