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I hate my body and want to die.
x__x I swear there's a front moving in. Summer it's easier to tell, since my body goes "HAY BTW, ABSURD STOMACH ISSUES :D" and being that I don't get cramps with my period except for those first ten hours, and that I want to puke horribly, yes. I fucking hope so. Doesn't help that resisting this heats me up and the A/C is on so that I don't stop using my fingers. ;_;
My brain is full of Ideas, and I really hope one of them pans out well for unyko's next random clutch of dagronz.
Alternately, I want to be writing Motke, but I'm rererererererewriting the East so that it doesn't drop dead of inaccuracy, and that's so touch-and-go I have to sneak up on it like I did Thursday night/Friday morning. And plus, I don't trust me to write worth shit when I feel like shit. So.
Instead, I've been letting my fingers run my life while my eyes want to just cry from unfocusing by falling in love all over again with the Final Fantasy Tactics series. I'm playing FF:T Advance because I don't have the newest title and the old school one runs on my playstation that's locked behind the TV by the cunning use of spare furniture. Sigh.
Dr. Neurologist says I'm still under the observation time period regarding whether or not I have Acute or Chronic GBS. Wheeeee. So I'm still out of work. ._. STILL.
Sigh. I think I'm going to sleep early tonight. My bedtime is usually at midnight, but... I don't think I have four more hours of day in me. I'm going to go watch bad westerns on TV in avoidance of Brokeback Mountain which is playing on Bravo, since I y'know, own that, and am not sure whether I adore or loathe it. >_>;
In other news, FUCKING RAIN, WILL YOU?! ;_;
x__x I swear there's a front moving in. Summer it's easier to tell, since my body goes "HAY BTW, ABSURD STOMACH ISSUES :D" and being that I don't get cramps with my period except for those first ten hours, and that I want to puke horribly, yes. I fucking hope so. Doesn't help that resisting this heats me up and the A/C is on so that I don't stop using my fingers. ;_;
My brain is full of Ideas, and I really hope one of them pans out well for unyko's next random clutch of dagronz.
Alternately, I want to be writing Motke, but I'm rererererererewriting the East so that it doesn't drop dead of inaccuracy, and that's so touch-and-go I have to sneak up on it like I did Thursday night/Friday morning. And plus, I don't trust me to write worth shit when I feel like shit. So.
Instead, I've been letting my fingers run my life while my eyes want to just cry from unfocusing by falling in love all over again with the Final Fantasy Tactics series. I'm playing FF:T Advance because I don't have the newest title and the old school one runs on my playstation that's locked behind the TV by the cunning use of spare furniture. Sigh.
Dr. Neurologist says I'm still under the observation time period regarding whether or not I have Acute or Chronic GBS. Wheeeee. So I'm still out of work. ._. STILL.
Sigh. I think I'm going to sleep early tonight. My bedtime is usually at midnight, but... I don't think I have four more hours of day in me. I'm going to go watch bad westerns on TV in avoidance of Brokeback Mountain which is playing on Bravo, since I y'know, own that, and am not sure whether I adore or loathe it. >_>;
In other news, FUCKING RAIN, WILL YOU?! ;_;