It was half a joke, because I know how douchey it is to be like, "Shit, what if I get it!" when the other person doesn't even have it. You should be worried for them before you even consider getting worried.
It was half serious because Jeremy is fucking superman. I'm not even kidding... dude hardly gets sick and when he does its like for a day. I had a really shitty cold last winter and felt completely fucking awful for a week. He caught it off me, and was like, minorly sick for a couple days. Whereas..... my family is super susceptible to stuff. I, believe it or not, used to be the healthiest person in my family (I believe my sister has surpassed me with the simple act of just not getting a horrible chronic immune disease as I did). And I still had bad colds. Our stupid family treated anyone sick like a fucking leper and was like, not allowed to touch anything. Then I got a disease that fucked up my immune system, and started taking drugs to fix the symptoms, but makes the immune system worse (at least as far as fighting off colds and the like). So yeah...
Anyway, he's the sweetest guy because he said, "yeah, I was worried about you getting it too." What a sweetie :) I pointed out he should be worried for himself and he pointed out what I did just now. But still.... so sweet. I mean, if I have a cold I try not to give it to him, but I never think, "Shit, I hope I don't get this cold because Jeremy could catch it." Maybe one day I'll have a chance at being anywhere near as an awesome human being as he is, but I dunno.
Of course, right after that I was a total dick to him, insofar as I played a minor prank on him. The reason it's dickish is that he's so gullible you feel bad afterwards. A group of his friends that has also become my friends were having a get together and invited him. He said he was out of town, but that they could call me about it. They called me, I went there, we were having fun. Then Jeremy txted me asking if they called. I decided it would be funny to be like, "No, why?" and then have him think they ditched me and wonder why. So he actually called one of them up, they said they didn't invite me after all, and they were playing naked truth or dare. And he wasn't even like, "Really??" he took it it hook line and sinker, he was like, "Oh..." and then got off the phone as soon as he could to avoid further creepy naked truth or dare talk. Then he called me and I told him about it and he was cool, but I felt a little bad afterwards. He's such a sweet guy and I torture him at every opportunity, from stuff like that to attacking him with tickling when he's tired and can't fight back.
Man... I can't remember what the last post I had on here was about and what stuff is probably missing. I don't know that anyone but Tina even reads it anymore, so I could just email her, but I guess I like to have a record for myself too. "Oh, what was I doing thanksgiving Saturday 2010? Being a dick to Jeremy? I'm so nostalgic about it," though hopefully Jeremy will let me be a dick (or actually nice to him, whatever) for years to come.
So, been doing a lot of Christmas shopping. Not really going to go into it on the off chance that someone DOES read this blog ;) but the problem is it makes you want to buy a bunch of crap. So a month or two ago I was looking at amazon for gifts to people and ended up getting rock band. I've wanted that game for a long time but didn't have a playstation and/or enough friends to play it, but now Jeremy's PS2 (and the PS3 he'll get from his mom for xmas) lives here so I ponyed up the ridiculous amount of cash needed. There was a sale and I was like, "I have to buy it now." I'm such a sucker. That is also how I ended up preordering dragonage II.
I dunno.... I used to try to save money even when I didn't need to, because I feel like it's a virtue and you should know how to live on a budget in case you fall on hard times. And I mean, I can save money, even have before while making a lot less. But lately I'm like "fuck it." I saved up for school, that didn't happen. Got money when my mom died. Now my dad has to start taking deductions from his IRA and doesn't need it that badly so said he would probably be splitting the payments between me and my sister as sort of an early inheritance deal (which, the condo I'm living in is part of my inheritance too, and at the same time he set aside the same amount he spent on the condo for my sister--yeah, my family is way richer than I ever knew growing up). So yeah I need a new car someday, and I'd like to take a bitchin' vacation somewhere not on this continent someday, but I have more than I really need to save right now. That's what I tell myself anyway, I guess I could have colitis related difficulties or something down the line and not be able to work but that would suuuuuuck.
Which, I'm kind of peeved, I've been missing a lot of work (which I already don't like) and now the doctor told them it doesn't need to be protected by FMLA because I'm on this new medication that I have to fucking inject myself with (which supposedly one of the side effects is an increased chance at leukemia) and should be getting better. Should, dude. Not actually happening though. So I have to fucking talk all that shit out and miss more work to actually see the doctor and that's going to be awesome. But I really don't want to go onto the next medication he'll probably suggest, which involves getting an IV infusion for several hours at the hospital every two weeks either.
In other news I have had crazy trouble sleeping this holiday weekend.
Oh yeah, my actual thanksgiving was nice, had the traditional dinner with my dad. We are going to eat some take out at my sister's or something tomorrow (she stopped attending her own family's thanksgiving on the actual day years before mom even passed cause she had to be dragged to both of her husband's parent's separate thanksgivings) for our thanksgiving with her.
Last but not least: 007 is exceptionally cute today. So you know that is motherfucking cute!
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