Not me, Not I...
Couldn't get out of bed this morning... Just lied there for a bit before growling, and getting my glasses on so I could see the ceiling better...
Hnn. My glasses go dark in the sunlight--sunglasses... And they were lying on my windowsill, so they were black... Ha. Ha ha...
*Slumps tiredly.*
Apparently, I done summat bad. **Yawns.**
And, apparently, everyone's having a crash and burn party... Individually, but all at once, of course.
Uuuum...
Hmm.
Wish I could help. But what good are wishes?
In an 'Anjelic mode... Which brings some passiveness over me. Though, 'Anjel has minimal patience with others... Which means...
I'm irritated that people can't just change...back.
**...keeps having to stop herself from referring to herself as "we".**
I won't...sit there...and bash them for it... Because that would be hypocritical, and to no other end than to make them feel worse.
...so, I'm back to this wish... That I could do something to help.
But, yes. I'm not able, and probably never will be able, and I'll always feel horribly just out of reach of the solution.
...oh well.
'Anjel's neutrality is refreshing. I'll stick with this a while.
Strayish wishes are for nothing--'Cloudish agony for things she can't help are for nothing--
And, really, doing nothing is for nothing, too; but when you can't help anyone by doing something anyway, it helps me individually, knowing that I'm not bothering because I can't bother, because it won't matter, because people won't or can't have me help.
So, understand--it's not because I spontaneously hate you... Or want to cause you grief...
...I just can't do shit, and all I have done has come to nothing...
So.
I need to go and buy things today. Anything aside from my mom's gift will not reach their recipients before Christmas...
...but I also figure I needn't just this holiday to give them gifts, anyway.
*Yawns.* I'm feeling like a rehab patient, here, with my hair still frizzy and still in the same clothes I crashed in... Woke up just recently... Sun just past nigh.
I don't much like warm winter days...
And Jiff makes scary Fomori.
Which reminds me that I should work on Peril/Grim's character sheet, if I ever want to play her.
Hnn. My glasses go dark in the sunlight--sunglasses... And they were lying on my windowsill, so they were black... Ha. Ha ha...
*Slumps tiredly.*
Apparently, I done summat bad. **Yawns.**
And, apparently, everyone's having a crash and burn party... Individually, but all at once, of course.
Uuuum...
Hmm.
Wish I could help. But what good are wishes?
In an 'Anjelic mode... Which brings some passiveness over me. Though, 'Anjel has minimal patience with others... Which means...
I'm irritated that people can't just change...back.
**...keeps having to stop herself from referring to herself as "we".**
I won't...sit there...and bash them for it... Because that would be hypocritical, and to no other end than to make them feel worse.
...so, I'm back to this wish... That I could do something to help.
But, yes. I'm not able, and probably never will be able, and I'll always feel horribly just out of reach of the solution.
...oh well.
'Anjel's neutrality is refreshing. I'll stick with this a while.
Strayish wishes are for nothing--'Cloudish agony for things she can't help are for nothing--
And, really, doing nothing is for nothing, too; but when you can't help anyone by doing something anyway, it helps me individually, knowing that I'm not bothering because I can't bother, because it won't matter, because people won't or can't have me help.
So, understand--it's not because I spontaneously hate you... Or want to cause you grief...
...I just can't do shit, and all I have done has come to nothing...
So.
I need to go and buy things today. Anything aside from my mom's gift will not reach their recipients before Christmas...
...but I also figure I needn't just this holiday to give them gifts, anyway.
*Yawns.* I'm feeling like a rehab patient, here, with my hair still frizzy and still in the same clothes I crashed in... Woke up just recently... Sun just past nigh.
I don't much like warm winter days...
And Jiff makes scary Fomori.
Which reminds me that I should work on Peril/Grim's character sheet, if I ever want to play her.