InsaneJournal

Current mood:	moody
Current music:	Friends - because I'm lame

It's a [pity] party and you are ALL invited
So, I should be writing my NaNo. I could be RPing. Neither seems like fun. I am not a creative person, I've realized. Instead, I do the same shit over and over and over and think I'm clever and I'm really just not.

I don't feel good. I got sick in the shower tonight. I am trying to nurse a migraine. I have this wicked icky thing that has been GROWING on my tongue in my MOUTH for- you know? That just sounds way more grody than it is. I bit it, then I burned it, then the baby gave me thrush. That's all. *sighs*

Plus, Cher did something horrible to me: she made me watch FRIENDS, and unlike the three seasons of Supernatural? There are ten of Friends. I hate this show and yet... I can't not watch. And I went for so long, too.

I'm headachy, I can't get a job in FUCKING NOWHEREVILLE and I can't pay my storage.

I want to complain SO much and this post just isn't cutting it.

I'm apparently throwing a Pity Party and ya'll are invited.

Plus: I'ma hafta kill the dog, the boy and the neighbor. Who wants to come to THAT?