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Jan. 22nd, 2008 07:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sunshine_queenSo. I feel about poorly today. Tell my mom, you know, oh, I have a cold, no big deal. Tell everyone, gonna take a nap.
Take my nap. Wake up at 7 because my neighbor has let in Mrs Hoppe, because apparently my mother called me nine jillion times and was convinced I'd died of some horrible brain disease (in like... four hours.)
So, this is where my awesomeness comes in. What really freaked her out was that while I was sleeping, I woke up, answered the phone, said "Hello" weakly, and then... went back to sleep. Which I've totally done before. I do sleep-action all the time. Turn off alarms, decide to get dressed, walk out to the living room and then just waaaalk on back to my room... and now, answer phones.
But I'm fine and alive, but Heath Ledger is not. And I'm willing to bet his mysterious death totally fueled my mother's paranoia.
I really... I couldn't believe it. Mel left me two voice mails (hee) and Monica texted me and I was all, what? Noo... and now it's everywhere and I keep thinking, oh, poor Matilda. Poor Matilda.
Take my nap. Wake up at 7 because my neighbor has let in Mrs Hoppe, because apparently my mother called me nine jillion times and was convinced I'd died of some horrible brain disease (in like... four hours.)
So, this is where my awesomeness comes in. What really freaked her out was that while I was sleeping, I woke up, answered the phone, said "Hello" weakly, and then... went back to sleep. Which I've totally done before. I do sleep-action all the time. Turn off alarms, decide to get dressed, walk out to the living room and then just waaaalk on back to my room... and now, answer phones.
But I'm fine and alive, but Heath Ledger is not. And I'm willing to bet his mysterious death totally fueled my mother's paranoia.
I really... I couldn't believe it. Mel left me two voice mails (hee) and Monica texted me and I was all, what? Noo... and now it's everywhere and I keep thinking, oh, poor Matilda. Poor Matilda.
