I had every intention of coming home and sitting down and writing things. Specifically all the lovely prompts that you guys just sent me as well as the two I had left from the last round (don’t worry @kingesstropolis and @reysaglass, I haven’t forgotten yours!)… but yeah. That anxiety crash kind of all happened at once and my brain just went, “…uh uh.” So… tomorrow. I WILL CATCH UP ON THESE PROMPTS TOMORROW. -.-;;;
*whimper* OMG, I don’t know what the fuck I did to myself yesterday, but EVERY MUSCLE GROUP ACHES. Like, things ache so much my hands are trembling and making it hard to type. D:
And my head aches and my ears ache and my face aches because FUCK GLASSES, THAT’S WHY, and my contacts are so beyond their last legs that I can barely wear them for 6 hours before they dry out and give me trouble and the new pairs I ordered won’t be in until tomorrow, so I’m stuck in my glasses for a while, but EVERYTHING ACHES.
I think this is maybe a cue that I should just take off my glasses and bury my nose in a book for the day, even though I have a paper to write and fic to write. *sigh*
But damn it, I HURT. And I hurt worse when I get up. And there’s a definite storm brewing, so that’s not helping. UGHHHHHHH. Stupid body.