WHY YES, I LOVE SITTING AROUND AT 3:30, AWAKE, WHILE MY WRIST THROBS FROM CARPAL TUNNEL AND MY SINUSES TRY TO MURDER ME.

This is almost as good as the KIDNEY STONE I had a month ago.

BODY. 26. NOT 46. PLEASE.

ETA: Using my tags, I have noticed a direct correlation between needing to dye my hair and being ill. Obv bleach kills germs.

Going back and tagging my LJ entries is an adventure in emotional vomit that I would like to never undertake again. I was going to say I have no idea why I'm doing it, but I know EXACTLY why I'm doing it: after 2 AM, I lose the coherency to do much else ( Read more... )