It's St Patrick's Day! I have a new icon in celebration! Woo! (What it is supposed to say is "I'm Not Irish... but I still look damned good in green." but it's so tiny you can't really tell. C'est la vie ( Read more... )

So. F'in. Tired. Oh. My God.

Crashed around 8 last night. Up around midnight for a snack. Re-crash. Up around 6:30 for a snack. Re-crash. Up around... 2? Or something? Had a dazed&stupified half-asleep bitch-out at Dilan. Re-crashed. Up at... 7.. or something. ... I've managed a shower so far.

I -really- hope this isn't permanent.

 I am extremely physically, and mentally, exhausted right now. But I'm laughing, I think because I am literally just so relieved, that I feel like posting before I go throw myself into my bed to pass out. So here goes:

I went to the clinic today. I'm sort of surprised that I made it there, really. I was going to go to class today, but while I was ( Read more... )

"Please don't ask me why I'm sad, I'm sad, because you had to ask."

I do not suffer from depression because of something. It is not an accute malaise which I can pin-point, nor possessing of a specific time frame to which I can think back and say, "Ah-hah, that's where it all started." And I can't point to my body and say "this is where it hurts ( Read more... )