Freaking out about everything.

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I am still alive. I am also stressed as hell, though all the shit that keeps happening has led me to a place of so much "I don't give a fuck" that I'm not flipping out about it ( Read more... )

So far today I have raked my foot over a board fulla nails, producing several scratches and one deep puncture wound, and gotten a shard of glass that I thought I'd completely cleaned up lodged in my other foot ( Read more... )

I already feel better today than yesterday (I just woke up, after... fourteenish hours of sleep), so of course the universe decided it had to make me hate everything in other ways ( Read more... )

Blargh. Still not dead. Much as my body is trying to fix that. Those of you who replied to my last post: I really appreciate your love and friendship. I don't have the emotional energy or brains to reply to the comments individually, but ( Read more... )

So this weekend, I was planning to let my girlfriend kidnap me to New York or possibly Syracuse. And in preparation for that, I was doing some laundry, and cleaning out the dog's crate, and I took the dog down to the basement with me because leaving her unsupervised in the house is a bad idea ( Read more... )

Mrrrph. Yesterday was awful (we took Ace to the dog park, the car refused to start when we tried to leave, and the car is still there - this is after we took it to the mechanic on Friday). Today is just... hard. And I have only been awake for four hours ( Read more... )

Ohgodmylifewhyyyy ( Read more... )

I keep having these awful moving-related anxiety dreams where my brain feels the need to destroy everything I love. Am I going to be checking all day to make sure my dog is still breathing? Why yes, I think so. (Also, there was a sideplot about needing to dissect a cat or something, but it was okay because it was a zombie and IDEK. Not important, ( Read more... )

Okay, actual update on my life. In bulletpoint form, because... I like bulletpoints?

• I am not dead. That part is important and my biggest accomplishment right now.
  
  
• We are either moving or going to be screwed very, very soon. Like, by the end of the month. By which I mean, the landlord is evicting us, mostly because he's a jerk. (To be fair, I ( Read more... )