  Okay, so those Real World recaps I was doing? I lost interest. Because I have the attention span of a gnat sometimes. That and there's been other shit going on in my life that had nothing to do with watching an MTV reality program. Of course, now that Big Brother has started, I'm firmly back on the reality bandwagon, but BB is an addiction I have yet to find a cure for. So anyway, an update on the goings on in my life since June.
July 4th came and went and involved an extended stay for me in a hospital. Let's not rehash how very much I hate hospitals. See the hate area on the front page for that. What was wrong, you ask? Well, no one knows. I spiked a high fever and passed out while visiting friends and woke up in a hospital bed having blood drawn.
It's a mystery, but the headache I've had since is only slightly annoying. You know, in that not so slightly way. The light-headedness is a trip, too. Crazy took a zero sympathy stance on that and continued to make me do mundane, labor-intensive tasks. She nearly threw a hissy fit when I refused to lug a huge box up the stairs because at that moment the stairs were rotating around me. She finally turned her article in.
One that was supposed to be finished July 5, but she was able to get an extension until yesterday. And she finished it six minutes before the last FedEx truck left, so that rushing was fun. Except not. She's leaving in August, and after the shit she pulled the first week of July, August can't come fast enough. It involved the airport, a ticket agent, the lack of birth certificate or passport, and a whole lot of bitching. And it resulted in two trips to the airport, and putty permanently affixed to the backseat of my car.
Crazy about lost her life that week. I must go now. And clean my apartment. Because someone mentioned something about coming here this weekend and the place is a disaster. I hate having guests that aren't my good friends. They interfere with my routine.
I get the feeling this weekend is going to be a "hey, happy birthday, we're going to sleep at your house because we're too cheap to stay at the Super 8 down the road. " I have a life to live here, people. And it doesn't involve uninvited houseguests. 
