My nose is congested, I'm achy. I can't sleep because if I lay down I cough.

And I work in a crime lab, so coughing could ruin a case.

Someone drive to L.A. and get me my moms soup. She puts magic powder or some shit in there to fix me up.

If anyone needs me, I'll be clinging to my pillow, watching t.v. I'd never admit to watching, and avoiding contact with the world.

Feeling like...: sick

Today...may have been the most irritating day I've had in a while. Started off by my mother calling right as I got off work, on one of her 'I think you should come home' rants. She's been doing it since I left, but even moreso since the attack. I don't think I could sigh deep enough to express the annoyance its become.

Its been a while for that one...can't say I wasn't expecting a call like that soon. But last night was a night spent head butting brick walls when it comes to evidence, and my mother just has timing doesn't she?

I make myself sound like an ungreatful little bastard, and I know it...but god!

Nick has been on vacation for a few days now, that might be part of my aggrivation. I know I'm a bit infatuated, but not seeing him is actually making me crankier. I was hoping he'd call me to see if loose strings were all tied on the case we finished just before he left. No such luck yet...but we'll see won't we?

Fuck what a day. I'm going to finish this cold beer and curl up in bed. Maybe sleep will help.

Feeling like...: anxious