Yesterday I wanted the day off, so I called in sick to work. I did my best to feign the "sick voice" which I'm sure everyone has done their best to imitate at least once in their lives. There was no hassle at all and my boss instantly gave me the day off. I should say that I've been working there a little over eight months and I had never once called in sick before yesterday, so I really did deserve a day off. Interestingly, the next day I felt a little under the weather with barely any energy at all. If karma did exist, I'm sure it decided to make an example out of me there. Lisa likes me and I like her a lot and if things go well I think there is a minute chance that I can convince her to go to the same college as me. Like, I don't want her to feel guilty if she chooses not to, but I really want her to be with me. I may be crazy (and many people have very kindly confirmed that), but I could see myself marrying her. When Katie first arrived home (the ex-girlfriend, for all those in the dark), she gave me an overly long and vicious hug. She left to go back to California today, and she didn't so much as text message me in the last four days. I think it might have something to do with me calling her a slut. It felt good, though, to finally be honest with her. She's ugly, too.