It's VV exciting. I've never participated in a comment/kink/fic/meme-thing before, so I'm probably a little overwrought. But!! Go check out the
selfcest meme on DW! FUN TIMES WILL BE HAD BY ALL. NOW. GO NOW. AMUSE ME IN MY HAZE OF DAYQUIL AND ZYCAM AND IBUPROFUN BECAUSE APPARENTLY SLEEP IS NOT WITHIN MY GRASP. [I am a firm believer in the COLD MEDS REMOVE EVERY SYMPTOM OF THE COLD EVER school of thought. This is what commercials have told me is true. And so I keep taking more of the cold medicine UNTIL IT IS TRUE. OBVIOUSLY THE RECOMMENDED DOSAGES ARE FOR PUSSIES.] Also go
here. I laughed so hard I had to stop reading or puke. [A fellow classmate told me about it on Thursday after we had our EPIC FANFIC-WRITER COMING-OUT TO EACH OTHER. It was SUPER SCARY. Like, more nerve-wracking than coming out out to my parents. WHY, WHY IS IT SO SCARY. IT FEELS SO RIGHT. Sadly, we have like, no fandoms in common :( BUT! IT DOESN'T MATTER! I have already swayed one RL friend to the joy that is SPN and I AM INVINCIBLE. And it's totally a valid excuse for me to finally check out a couple of fandoms I'd been curious about as a way to fill the time until there is some epic This Means War fic to read.]
[ALSO, I HAVE CONQUERED GDOCS AND NOW KINDA KNOW HOW TO USE IT. GO ME.]
I will fix this later [tah-daah! It's later now.] when I motivate myself to move the 1.5 feet to my real computer rather than struggling with HTML on my stupid phone with stupid autocorrect inside my warm nest of fuzzy blankets. [It was super hard work. I think I need a pizza now. I'm just afraid that pizza won't taste like pizza when I can't taste anything. I don't want to ruin pizza. Also, I don't like calling people, it's scary.]
Also, screw judo and screw it hard. I'm not doing that today. If laughing makes me wanna puke, I'm certainly not letting people shove their shoulders in my gut. That wouldn't end well for anyone involved. [Also, I fell asleep, so it was kinda a moot point. I'm a little worried about my second Calculus midterm tomorrow, because while I can recognize that my ability to function is somewhat hampered at the moment, without the haze of drugs, I can't even form thoughts. It's going to be an interesting test for the Prof to grade, just saying. At least I've already come to terms with the fact that I'm gonna fail it this term, which is a relief. I'm already planning on taking it again later and raising my-- WHY AM I TELLING YOU THIS. YOU DON'T CARE. I DON'T EVEN CARE. I'M GOING TO STOP PROCRASTINATING CALLING THE PIZZA PEOPLE NOW.]
[Oh man. Pizza was a BAD IDEA.]