Shit.

I feel funny. Um.

This is possibly not a good thing.

Mmmmmmm. :smiles sleepily: These headache tabs really knock you out if you take enough of them...

I think the fridge has stopped working. Ah well. Who cares... I wasn't using it anyway.

There's some asshole banging on my door again. It's two in the fucking morning, for chrissakes. They've been trying to break the fucking door down all yesterday, hollering through the mailbox and stuff. I bet it's my dad. I know it's him. It's exactly the sort of thing he'd do to piss me off. Arrrgh. *goes off to curl up in a dark corner of the

I deserve to feel like this. I'm such a bad person. I should never have been blessed with such wonderful friends when all I seem to do is make them unhappy.

I'm so sorry.

*goes into the bathroom to wash his hands. lets the hot water run, picks up the soap and begins to lather...

...suddenly he realises he's been standing there for over half an hour, and that he's worn the soap down to the size of a pebble. silently he begins to cry, the tears spilling down into the soapy mess in the basin below*

Sorry about not answering my phone lately. I just don't really feel like talking to anyone. And it's not as if I have anything to talk about anyway. You'd probably just be bored. [/small whiny voice]

*hurls goddamn useless sleeping pills at the wall*

Hannah came over last night with videos and wine for the purpose of 'cheering me up'. I bet mom told her to come. We didn't have a bad time, but I don't quite understand what she was hoping to achieve exactly. I think I just need more sleep. (Wine should've helped with this but didn't. Hm ( Read more... )

So one day of skipping work turned into a whole week. I didn't realise it was possible to sleep for so long ( Read more... )

I called in sick this morning. I'm not -actually- sick... I just couldn't face getting up this morning. And besides, I can't remember the last time I was ill. So I just spent this morning in bed.

...And now I'm going back to sleep. G'morning, y'all.

*puts laptop aside, and curls up under the covers*