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O.M.G. I haven't been online in three days. This having a life stuff sucks hard, really. ;)
Anyway, that chest cold I've been complaining about? Turns out, it wasn't just a chest cold. Bronchitis rears its ugly head again! I angst. And now I have antibiotics, so hopefully it'll go away soon. I also have this horrible, like, twisted muscle or something in my lower back that's causing my entire left leg to cramp. On one hand, it's getting better, because I can actually sleep-- on the other, it hurts like fuck, and the painkillers I take are batted away like gnats by the giant of Ow.
I've been writing about a sentence a day on several things, which annoys me, because I want to finish them, god damnit! But I've been distracted by Super Collapse 3 Quest Mode, and texting my one and only friend who is available for annoyance, but he's ignoring me now, presumably because I was just wasting his time and money and whenever I get a hold of him all I do is prod him to write with me. Because god knows I can't do it by myself.
I feel emotionally listless, and I have that strange loneliness that I know won't go away even with company. On the other hand, I begin training for my new job today! That's exciting!
This is one of those days when I just want to curl up into a chair and listen to people talk about things--anything really. Something that matters, whether it's fandom community or Bush's latest fuck up or the thousand things someone needs to do that everyone knows aren't going to be done. But unfortunately, there is work, and nowhere except Denny's and fast food drive-through will be open.
Anyway, that chest cold I've been complaining about? Turns out, it wasn't just a chest cold. Bronchitis rears its ugly head again! I angst. And now I have antibiotics, so hopefully it'll go away soon. I also have this horrible, like, twisted muscle or something in my lower back that's causing my entire left leg to cramp. On one hand, it's getting better, because I can actually sleep-- on the other, it hurts like fuck, and the painkillers I take are batted away like gnats by the giant of Ow.
I've been writing about a sentence a day on several things, which annoys me, because I want to finish them, god damnit! But I've been distracted by Super Collapse 3 Quest Mode, and texting my one and only friend who is available for annoyance, but he's ignoring me now, presumably because I was just wasting his time and money and whenever I get a hold of him all I do is prod him to write with me. Because god knows I can't do it by myself.
I feel emotionally listless, and I have that strange loneliness that I know won't go away even with company. On the other hand, I begin training for my new job today! That's exciting!
This is one of those days when I just want to curl up into a chair and listen to people talk about things--anything really. Something that matters, whether it's fandom community or Bush's latest fuck up or the thousand things someone needs to do that everyone knows aren't going to be done. But unfortunately, there is work, and nowhere except Denny's and fast food drive-through will be open.