FML
Had a really hectic day at work.
Lost my tablet pen.
Have a shitload of work to do on my room, since I just discovered that a section I thought I had for storage is apparently cluttered with all sorts of crap.
Heh. I haven't felt mopey in a while. This is almost nostalgic. I don't even think there's a reason for it; none of these are impossible to overcome. I guess my body just decided to warp my hormones for shits and giggles. No worries--
FUCK FIREFOX CRASHED RIGHT NOW
--I'll be back to my normal chipperness soon, I think.
Damnit, I really wanted to doodle, too.
Lost my tablet pen.
Have a shitload of work to do on my room, since I just discovered that a section I thought I had for storage is apparently cluttered with all sorts of crap.
Heh. I haven't felt mopey in a while. This is almost nostalgic. I don't even think there's a reason for it; none of these are impossible to overcome. I guess my body just decided to warp my hormones for shits and giggles. No worries--
FUCK FIREFOX CRASHED RIGHT NOW
--I'll be back to my normal chipperness soon, I think.
Damnit, I really wanted to doodle, too.