I hate anything with more than four legs or less than two in its natural state (with the exception of non-poisonous snakes, and butterflies).  I'm particularly scared of all things eight-legged, but I still don't like the rest of 'em either ( Read more... )

My mind never seems to sleep, not even when the rest of me is asleep.  There's not a single moment where I'm not thinking about something, anything.  Important things, unimportant things.  Logically sound theories, strange explanations for common phenomenon (ask me about time sometime).  My mind does its utmost to make every thought connect to as ( Read more... )

My foot is scaring me.  It needs to stop.

( Me freaking out and bitching and I hate my stupid feet. )