Head, meet wall. Wall, this is my head.
Seriously WTF?!
Guess what I've been doing for the last 6 hours.....
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If you guessed beating my head into the wall, you're WRONG. I've been filling out forms. Say what?! Yes, forms.... for school....
I keep having them say "Well, that is all we need from you, we'll take it from here." BS and then I get a phone call--usually at some ungodly hour, like when I'm at work or should be asleep--where they say "Ooooooh... we need this from you" or "You didn't fill out such-and-such."
Then there was the 187 page 10 point font of grammatical Hell that I got today with the note "Another story for you to edit :D"
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Why, please tell me why?
And she knows that I fucking fainted TWICE last week from migraines!!! Would it have killed her to actually read over what she had written just once? Granted I miss errors sometimes (especially in my RP writing) but this just got ridiculous. Horrible jumps with no transitions, fallow written instead of follow, and so many paragraphs that would drive a madman sane with their structure and content.
Honestly, I snapped this time. There was no whimpering or anything like that. I stopped and said "No way in Hell am I even trying to read this until you go back through and edit it yourself at least once." I could have gone through it and probably corrected the spelling, but there were some many mistakes and cluster fucks of bad writing that most of what I read had to be scrapped entirely. Then, dear Gods help me, the smut.... it was.....
Not doing it. No, thank you.
Insomnia you are a cruel mistress.... wait.... ugh.... forget it.
I'm so fried and doped up on my meds that it's not funny anymore just really sad.
*Curls up in the corner of the bed whimpering and snarling*