Well, Mark called me late on Sunday night/ Monday morning. I guess it would've only been three there, it was a little past 5 here. I didn't even hear it ring, but he left a funny drunk dial message.
Then, around 10 on Monday morning, he called me, but I didn't answer it cuz I was working. He left me the cutest message. Argh. Why does he have to live so far away.
I tried giving him a call after I got out of work, but he didn't answer. I miss that boy. He said he wants to come back, and I think he's going to for Christmas, which would be cool. It's gonna come quickly. 2005 is already half over. Hell, this decade is half over, which is even more crazy to think of.
Anyways, I was at work today smoking a cigarette outside, watching the shuttle take off. Which was cool, I was feeling all patriotic. :) Oh yeah, I got mobiTV on my phone, so that's how I was watching it. It's pretty cool. Check it out! Anyways, I digress, I was done with the smoke, and the shuttle was cruising along, so I walked back in the building. At first, I just felt a little light headed. Maybe it was going from outside to the air conditioned lobby... But then when I got to the elevator, I seriously thought I was gonna pass out. I hustled back to my office and sat down. It took me a long time to recover, I felt all sweaty and dizzy. It was gross. I went home for lunch when I felt brave enough to walk to my car, ate some food, and came back. I'm not feeling like I'm gonna faint or anything anymore, but I feel kind of gross still. My stomach kinda hurts... Maybe I have food poisoning, I have no clue. I'll see how I feel later on, and if I don't feel better by tomorrow, I'll call my doctor.
Nick is gonna make dinner tonight and we're gonna hang out and work on some advertising. Fun FUN. :)
