Being Sick Sucks

So I've been sick for the last few days, and I'm not even sure what it wrong with me. All I know is that when I stand up I get dizzy, or even when I stay standing too long. And when I move around too much, I get nauseous. I'm at work at the moment and there's only one other person here at the moment, everyone else is at lunch. It's a very slow day, and because I'm still dizzy and nauseous, I'll most likely go home after lunch. I'm getting slightly lightheaded, but I've been chowing down on saltines, so I don't throw up. I haven't yet, but that's not to say I won't. I probably shouldn't be driving, but how else am I supposed to get to work? I'm unsure of the bus, and where it goes and all that. It'd be easy enough to take, but I don't know where and what time. I should talk to Robert, he takes the bus and only lives a few blocks from me. I'm trying not to dwell on my nausea, but it's difficult. I feel kinda like I did after my gallbladder surgery when I'd ring the button and ask the nurse to give me more drugs to make the nausea go away, or the pain for that matter. That was when I found out that Morphine doesn't work on me. They gave me some, and I was still asking for them to give me something for pain, and they were like, "We just gave you something." And I said, "Well, it's not working." So they said, "We can't give you anything else for another 1/2 hour." Which really sucked, but luckily I was just coming out from anesthesia so I wasn't aware of everything yet.

Question of the Day: When was the last time you were sick, and how much did it suck?


Moving In

Ok, so I'm pretty much moved into my new place, and after a week, you'd expect as much. The problem is that I've had so much going on with cleaning, and painting and shopping for furniture and organizing, and Max left a wall unit that had to be moved, but was too big to fit out the door.... There has been soooo much to do. Over the past few days we have pretty much cleaned a lot of the apartment. The walls in the Kitchen and living room have been painted. My mom cleaned out the kitchen cabinets and put down liner paper. I scrubbed the kitchen floor (on my hands and knees). We got our stove delivered. We've been shopping at Costco twice and to Target a few times. I bought a microwave (a red one) and some pillows, and a toilet brush. Last weekend I bought a couch. My room is a complete disaster because I'm sleeping in the living room. There are boxes that still have to be unloaded onto a bookshelf which needs to be put in place after I paint my room. And of course that won't happen until after work this week. I bought paint last night to do my room and the bathroom and all of the trim and molding. So I'm now completely exhausted. My dad wants me to post pictures, but I haven't had time to take pictures, and I'm regretting not taking the before pictures with the yellow walls, etc.

I'm having other issues too. I'm completely wishy-washy at this point about what I want to do. I have so much ambition, but no direction anymore. I thought I wanted to be a talent agent, but now I'm not so sure. I like my job for the most part, but I keep thinking it may not be what I want to do. Plus I'm having these issues where I want to be the one going out on auditions again. Which is a horrible thing because I would want to try to sign here at Innovative, and that's on the border of not being ethical. Because I still work here, I can't just ask them to rep me, but at the same time I've now got these connections, and I want to use them. So it's an ethical thing, plus I'd have to get a different job where I'd be able to go on auditions, and quit working here. Which is really sad, not that I'm raking in the dough here, but it would mean abandoning my current career path and casting my lot in with the thousands of other people trying to make it in 'Hollywood' with stars in their eyes....

So, now that I've officially gotten that at least partway off my chest (I've only really told like 2 people), I can get over it and move on, or contemplate it and do that. Whichever is actually the best idea. But who knows? I'm a total spaz right now, and have no idea what I want to do with my life really other than maybe get married pop out a few kids, etc. I have no idea what I want to do with my life and it's making me crazy.....

Question of the Day: What makes you crazy?