For years now, on top of my mental health diagnoses, I've been suffering from fibromyalgia (basically, chronic muscle pain). I used to take medication for it, but it was a type of antidepressant, so I had to stop using the drugs when I started on my current ones. It had never been much of a problem, but just lately the pain's worsening again. My ( Read more... )

Something is wrong with me, but I have no idea what. All I know is that over the past four or so days (that is, roughly 100 hours), I have been awake for only about 20 hours total. That is just five hours a day, when I usually average around 15 or 16, sometimes more. So I have basically been asleep for three out of the past four days. And that is ( Read more... )

Fellow writers.

Have you ever read a line of another writer's work that sounded so beautiful, seemed so right, that you felt like just... giving up? Like nothing you write will ever have that much impact on people, couldn't possible make others feel the same way that person's line made you feel when you read it? And had that become so deeply rooted ( Read more... )

So, tomorrow I have to take my old dog, Karri, to the vet. She has to be put down.

I don't really want to go into it at the moment, but she's in a bad way.

I hope I can sleep tonight.

EVERYONE. EVERYONE. I MADE A TUMBLR, EVERYONE.

OH, WHAT'S THAT? NO ONE CARES?

COOL.

Well HERE it is anyway.

YES SOMEONE ELSE TOOK THE NAME ROONERSPISM.
FUCK ME.

THE END.

I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep tonight, so I decided to clean my room.

I was going to vacuum, but everybody went to bed.

Our vacuum is really loud, and we don't have a hand held one.

So, people, I am sweeping my carpet.
With a dust pan and brush.

And I feel really depressed about money right now.
In that I have none of it.

My life sucks.

NaNoWriMo fail time.

I just wrote the words "space pirates" in my fic.

I also didn't catch up yesterday, and I slept most of today, so now it is a mad all-night and all-day rush in order to get the last... let's see... 10,892 words written.

FML. Lol.

OK. So apparently I'm writing a Torchwood fanfic for NaNoWriMo.

Dammit. Seriously, FML.

I did have original characters I could have used in something. But nooooo, my brain decided to push me down the fandom road. Awesome! Not.

Although it does mean I've started writing at last. 2,000 words in the last few hours, yay! I think I'll just go with this ( Read more... )

For future reference, Facebook is not the ideal website to browse through when insomnia really sinks its teeth in.

Because a status update leads to a comment, leads to a profile, leads to some new photos, leads to the perusal of several photo albums, leads to the semi-resurfacing of some old feelings. Or just lots of bitterness and self loathing ( Read more... )