Tuck-in for bed was over 2 and a half GODS BE DAMNED HOURS AGO. I HAVE SHIT TO GET DONE TOMORROW ANd...why the fuck ass am I channeling Karkat?

..Trying not to pick at the navel line incisions and completely avoiding putting any kind of pressure on the side abdominal incision since that fucker has been getting pinchy if I so much as think about ( Read more... )

Brain: *writewriteimaginewrite*
Stomach: WE WANT BUTTERY FRUITY SUGARS
Brain: Stop that. We're way too heavy as is.
Stomach: WANT SWEETS
Brain: have some carrots.
Stomach: WANT SWEETS
Brain: ...grow up. *gets bag of carrots*

Dear body.

AUGH. We were lying down for a ONE HOUR NAP. Did you not hear the alarm going off?

One hour, that was supposed to be it!

Not five hours! Now our sleep schedule is screwed up.

Not much love,

Brain