But I want to have an opinion!
#zzzzzzzz
I watched the last episode of The Fall, and now I feel the cold, empty feeling of 'wait, that's it, there's no more?'
Still have a couple seasons of Whitechapel, tho, at least that'll be a laugh.
Tracking: 1 Good feelings: enjoying a show, feeling fannishly engaged at least briefly. 2. bad feelings: at work, hugely bored or stressed. 3. today's grade: 4 (although it means nothing. I still have no idea how to grade feelings on a scale. I'm just making shit up every time.)
A thing I've noticed is I don't really crave sweet things at all. A new and unexpected development. Maybe it's part of some internalised fat hatred or somesuch, since I've gained weight after going off Efexor, idk idk.
Trying to fandom on tumblr is very frustrating. It is good for gifs, tho, eh.
Short day tomorrow, then I have a week off. What magic. Oh wait, it's Christmas, my brother is moving, stress, stuff, wah wah wah.
I've stopped myself from writing/deleted several lines so far. I don't know if self-censoring is really good for the whole therapy thing, but I don't know if I'd do it less in a paper journal either. (just deleted another one)