I have to meet my cohortmates in a little less than two hours to work on a presentation.

And I have this awful headache and a major crick in my neck and I woke up crooked this morning.  -.-;;;  I’m a MESS.  *sigh*

But I had Kraft Star Wars macaroni and cheese for breakfast and this is going on, so I can’t really be TOO upset:


Apparently my foot makes a good pillow.  ;D


…oh good.  Another mood crash right when I’m considering going to sleep.

Seriously, wtf is wrong with me?

That’s two nights in a row.



I think this is where I give up and just put myself in bed and pray that I actually fall asleep.  *sigh*  FUCK.

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.  -.-;;;

…and maybe write my thing for rare pair.  -.-;;;

*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.