Aubrey (
allfireburns) wrote2009-02-26 05:34 am
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I was buried alive; I came back to haunt you...
I would like to have a normal sleep schedule again. All I've been managing lately are weird hours-long naps at the most random intervals, and it's frustrating.
The apartment is freezing. We're hoping that this means it won't be horribly hot later today, but right now, I can barely feel my feet. I am not pleased by this.
Writing is happening now, dammit. Yes. If I can stop fixating on the fact that I CAN'T FEEL MY TOES.
(Oh, look, here's yet another mood icon of shirtless!Owen. Seriously, this mood theme has about five separate moods featuring shirtless!Owen and I have LEGITIMATE QUESTIONS about this.)
EDIT: AUGH. I FAIL AT WRITING. AUGH. WHY DO I DO THIS? SOMEONE SHOOT ME.
...okay, I only mean that a little, but I want to kill things right about now. *Goes to make coffee and... brood or something*
The apartment is freezing. We're hoping that this means it won't be horribly hot later today, but right now, I can barely feel my feet. I am not pleased by this.
Writing is happening now, dammit. Yes. If I can stop fixating on the fact that I CAN'T FEEL MY TOES.
(Oh, look, here's yet another mood icon of shirtless!Owen. Seriously, this mood theme has about five separate moods featuring shirtless!Owen and I have LEGITIMATE QUESTIONS about this.)
EDIT: AUGH. I FAIL AT WRITING. AUGH. WHY DO I DO THIS? SOMEONE SHOOT ME.
...okay, I only mean that a little, but I want to kill things right about now. *Goes to make coffee and... brood or something*
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...I think this week needs to end. It has been nothing but bitchy to everyone. HURRY UP AND END, WEEK.