Complaints, even though I have no right to them....
I'm sick, and feel miserable, haven't had so much as half night's sleep in two weeks, and even less recently (Grabbed about three hours today, the first since the three hours I got two days before-- no wonder I'm sick). I have one last bag to pack, and then it's off to travel ALOT. This would be great, were I not sick. And Homesick.
I'm just about the luckiest person in the world, because I'm going to be inVienna, Stockholm, Paris, Dublin, Munich and London over the course of the next few weeks, and last week I got to meet David *freakin'* Tennant!
But still, I am sick and it sucks, and I DON'T WANT TO GO TODAY.
How awful and spoiled am I?
I'm just about the luckiest person in the world, because I'm going to be inVienna, Stockholm, Paris, Dublin, Munich and London over the course of the next few weeks, and last week I got to meet David *freakin'* Tennant!
But still, I am sick and it sucks, and I DON'T WANT TO GO TODAY.
How awful and spoiled am I?