I need a little Kreacher toy that says stuff like "DIRTY MUDBLOOD BRATS!" and "STUPID FAT HOBBITS!"
I am a whinging, cringing pathetic pile of- well, patheticness. My throat is burning, both from illness and that bastard Buckley who decided to cure us in the most painful, disgusting way possible. My head is three times smaller than my sinuses, which are threatening to rupture and fill the world with the gooey cotton that currently fills them. I am sick, and I hate being sick. Especially when I'm alone with only my stupid cats and my obsession with Yugioh to keep me company. I just made a trek to the grocery store through icky cold weather that matches my current state of mind and returned triumphant with cold remedies and piles of food to make me feel better (sushi, soup and pasta- could there be a better combination?). I also bought a box of Batman bandaids. Because. I had to stop myself from grabbing all sorts of treats of the sugared variety because they would only make me feel much, much worse later. Ah, it's hard to be a health nut. Screw you, university education, I want me some gummy worms. Grumble grumble sigh...
In other news, England is currently losing to Germany. Le sigh. I don't even know who's playing or who scored or anything, and I'm feeling much too pathetic to find out. And yet I will. Stupid Uefa.com only has the qualifying matches, so I must elsewhere... Lamps? Sigh. Couldn't it be someone exciting? Like... yeah, I got nothing. Ugh, I'm too sick for even football to catch my interest. And you know that means I must be very, very sick. I actually typed 'suck' at first, and that's probably more apt. Whiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine.
Off to cuddle with the fat one, eat sushi and sob my way through more Yugioh. I'm actually watching episodes I've never seen before, though I vaguely know what happens in them. I cried so hard when Jou-kun nearly died duelling Yami Malik. Jou-kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun! I wanted Yami and Yuugi to hug SO BADLY and it would have made me so happy, but nooooo. Thwart my puzzleshipping dreams, why doncha. I'll have to settle for Yami beating the pants of Kaiba before the FINAL DUEL OF DOOM with Yami Malik. I'd raise my pompoms to cheer him on, but... y'know...
*collapses into whimpering pile on couch*
In other news, England is currently losing to Germany. Le sigh. I don't even know who's playing or who scored or anything, and I'm feeling much too pathetic to find out. And yet I will. Stupid Uefa.com only has the qualifying matches, so I must elsewhere... Lamps? Sigh. Couldn't it be someone exciting? Like... yeah, I got nothing. Ugh, I'm too sick for even football to catch my interest. And you know that means I must be very, very sick. I actually typed 'suck' at first, and that's probably more apt. Whiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine.
Off to cuddle with the fat one, eat sushi and sob my way through more Yugioh. I'm actually watching episodes I've never seen before, though I vaguely know what happens in them. I cried so hard when Jou-kun nearly died duelling Yami Malik. Jou-kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun! I wanted Yami and Yuugi to hug SO BADLY and it would have made me so happy, but nooooo. Thwart my puzzleshipping dreams, why doncha. I'll have to settle for Yami beating the pants of Kaiba before the FINAL DUEL OF DOOM with Yami Malik. I'd raise my pompoms to cheer him on, but... y'know...
*collapses into whimpering pile on couch*