Horrible horrible brain. I have been waking up all night from anxious nightmares. About breakfast. Who has nightmares about breakfast? And I woke up for good at six when I dreamed I rolled over to this massive placard that said WE WILL RAPE YOU and the feeling that a lot of people were hiding in the shadows of my room, so that it slightly more ( Read more... )

So, well, I didn't get the library job, which I suppose is just as well, because the last time anyone from Upper Riccarton saw me I was having a huge coughing fit by the timesheets. Full on, with the tears and the retching and everything. I had to go and hide in the bathroom and hope to god and all his fairies that my throat would SHUT THE FUCK UP ( Read more... )