Things are kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiind of bad. But! Listening to this song over and over and over again kind of helps! ...Interspersed with some Violent Femmes and some Hello Saferide and some filk, because apparently that's how I roll. I kind of wish I'd brought the CD with me so that I could have the proper version w/out irritating ladies ( Read more... )

It's been a weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek. Recently mostly of awesome. To veer wildly into TMI, I can generally tell just how I'm feeling (even when I don't want to acknowledge it) by how many showers I take a day.* When I'm anxious, I shower a lot. When I'm depressed, I tend not to shower at all (I ... did say TMI.) On Monday I showered four times ( Read more... )

So. I have actually consumed food. This was not part of the initial plan, due to illness and nausea and a general incapability to do any more than keep ones fluids up and plot.

karenhealey (who I obsessively stalk and think is the bestest person in all of Australia* and aspire to one day assume the identity of) wrote an interesting post that touched on ( Read more... )

It's really embarrassing and a little amusing when you find someone favouriting your really, really bad fanfiction from eight years ago. Like, 'guys? even I know that's bad shit. seriously. thank you. but - go outside. read a little. scrub this from your mind and never speak of it again.' And then I feel like I can't take it down in case it upsets ( Read more... )

You know what's a sad story? Seeing a cute girl on the train and going to start up a conversation with her, then seeing her pull a copy of Eclipse out of her bag.*

*Appropriate music is appropriate.

There are two things and two things only that I fear in this life.* Crocodiles. And fire.

There is a lot of fire in my country right now. People don't read this journal. But if they did they should go the Red Cross website, and they should donate. I am. And I sincerely hope that I never have the kind of encounter with either of my fears that ( Read more... )

This is (maybe) the last ever post I will make from this home ( Read more... )

Well, a new house has been acquired. This is, of course, alternately fantastic and terrifying, as all change tends to be.

It also raises certain moral and ethical issues. For starters, there is the question of the housemate. Whether she knows or not is irrelevant. The problem is that she has not been informed. It is, obviously, patently, my duty ( Read more... )