I am sick and miserable, and working too much on top of it. If this turns into a wet cough, I'm asking Daddy for a prescription for Amoxicillin, because there is no need to put up with this shit. Then...is simply feeding back upon itself to generate bronchitis, which would also suck, because there's no sign thus far (that I can tell) to indicate that it's bacterial. :( I don't want to be sick. Damnit

chasingtides , I got your package today!! The cookies are delicious . Thank you so very much. I made a cup of the tea you sent (blackcurrant was a really good mix) to go with them, which is perfect...be 21 in 7 days and back in college in 8 days. Holy shit, dude. I'm not as freaked out about it today, though. Today is a pretty good day, even if I spent most of it in bed (and not in the fun way)

I woke up sick today. I've been holed up in my room feeling awful, losing my voice, watching How I Met Your Mother and eating soup. And, uh, I might have also had an unhealthy amount of Flaming Hot Cheetos...there are two Daddy Longlegs in the bathroom that I have a very odd urge to play with, and THE SCABS ON MY KNEES ARE SO ITCHY IT'S KILLING ME. Must. Not. Scratch. Them. Off. Er, goodnight, guys. >.

AHAHAHA OKAY. The funniest thing just happened. A canvasser for the Democratic National Committee came to my door! Oh, it was hilarious to be on the other side of the conversation, even after canvassing...depending on how long I last with the cleaning and dinnertime, I guess -- and maybe we can start some QAF. ♥ Everyone else, I really, REALLY hope your week is going better than mine. -hugs the f-list

Ahahahaha. THIS is for vaginasaurus , whenever she comes home. Ummm, sort of an inside joke (though there are others on my flist who would get it). Like uglyduckling_me , WHO HAD BETTER COME...most of all, but this short term stuff (well, it's been going on for a week, but for me that's still pretty short term lately) sucks too. Dear world, GIVE ME A FUCKING BREAK, PLEASE. No love, M

Home sick again, blah. I kinda wonder how much of this is in my head? But I don't really want to talk about that anymore. SO ANYWAY... I joined Team Fanfic over at the Fanficcers vs. Fanartists meme here (way late, I know). But fanficcers are TOTALLY THE HOTTEST OF THE HOT, AND HERE IS MY PROOF . Whee, that was fun. Time to pass out again.

Despite Dr. Who, tea, chocolate fudge sauce and strawberries, and even a bit of Supernatural, I think I managed to freak myself out more than I thought. I feel like I ran a (mostly emotional) marathon...does. It would explain everything, plus a few things that weren't even worrying before. But maybe that's just because I want it to fit. I'm going to be a mess until I know for sure, I can tell

I am so tired today, you guys. Like, chronically. As in, I got out of bed to eat this morning, to walk Milo very briefly (driving was somewhat dangerous >.>), and to eat dinner. I just want to curl up... who is way prettier than me even as a hippie in a fake mustache. Kay, I'm done. Enough pictures of me on the internet, fer srs. I should probably delete most of the pictures of me on Facebook >.

Today was the worst day at work so far, I think. I talked to more people (98 doors, 47 people answered) and got less money; I got barked at and nearly attacked by 2 dogs; I got yelled at to get the fuck...comments, the comments on this post are disabled. I DO LOVE ALL OF YOU, THOUGH, I SWEAR. I will catch up on comments this weekend (as much as I can) and loff all over my f-list. That's a promise. ♥ ♥

I GOT THE SPN DVDS. BOTH SEASONS. And just in time to make me feel better for not getting the RA job! Or any job, yet. I have failed in the job department and the health department. BUT I HAVE DVDS...I can't decide which to upload. XDD Today is devoted to watching the special features and finishing up the fic I promised I'd have in this weekend. Not everything about having a stomach ache is bad