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allfireburns) wrote2010-04-22 10:10 am
allfireburns) wrote2010-04-22 10:10 am
She talks to winking windows as she murmurs to her feet...
You know, I kinda thought when I went to bed yesterday that I would only sleep for, like, five hours, and then wake up and be ready to be productive. That was a silly, silly thing for me to think.
I slept until it was dark out, and had horrible nightmares about weeping angels. (The dreams, I suppose, could have been worse. My dream self decided I'd had enough with this not blinking shit, so I just started taking a bat to the angel statues and breaking pieces off of them. :| Then again, they were also ninja weeping angels that made you look several times before you noticed them and hid behind doors and shit, so... IDK. I think my subconscious is just way too excited for the next episodes of Doctor Who.)
Very shortly after I woke up, I realized just standing up made it hard to breathe. Then I started getting chills, and a little bit later made the mistake of eating something, and had to spend a couple hours not throwing up. And then I was boiling some water for something or other, and because I was wobbly and out of it, I managed to burn my fingers with steam, and it turns out that's even less fun than it sounds. It was a fun day. :|
I don't know what the hell deathplague I've picked up now, but it can fuck off, because I have no time for being sick right now. Aaaand I'm kind of starving again, but I think my body really is trying to kill me right now, and I don't want to tempt it. Chocolate doesn't make me nauseous! I can have chocolate! ...that's about it.
Y'know... I've gotten used to being sick all the time these days. I can't stand or move around too much without getting dizzy and having to catch my breath, and I'm always in some kind of low-level pain, and I am always fucking exhausted, and that's on a good day, when I don't also have a cold or flulike symptoms or whatever the fuck. And I expect that lately, and just kind of shrug it off, but I'm actually stopping to think about it right now, and... okay, no, that is not normal.
...is it? I'm honestly having trouble convincing myself I'm not being a hypochondriac, here, but... Most people don't feel like this every single day, right?
However, deathplagues and dumb ways of injuring myself aside, today is still awesome, because![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
draegonhawke is making something to help me edit the cast list tables, and I have seen it, and it is as fantastic as magi is. I AM SO EXCITED.
...and now I'm going to go back to writing (okay, outlining) shit while buried under as many blankets as I have. And the animals. They're all on top of me too. Somehow. ...it's kind of weird and creepy, in an endearing way.
I slept until it was dark out, and had horrible nightmares about weeping angels. (The dreams, I suppose, could have been worse. My dream self decided I'd had enough with this not blinking shit, so I just started taking a bat to the angel statues and breaking pieces off of them. :| Then again, they were also ninja weeping angels that made you look several times before you noticed them and hid behind doors and shit, so... IDK. I think my subconscious is just way too excited for the next episodes of Doctor Who.)
Very shortly after I woke up, I realized just standing up made it hard to breathe. Then I started getting chills, and a little bit later made the mistake of eating something, and had to spend a couple hours not throwing up. And then I was boiling some water for something or other, and because I was wobbly and out of it, I managed to burn my fingers with steam, and it turns out that's even less fun than it sounds. It was a fun day. :|
I don't know what the hell deathplague I've picked up now, but it can fuck off, because I have no time for being sick right now. Aaaand I'm kind of starving again, but I think my body really is trying to kill me right now, and I don't want to tempt it. Chocolate doesn't make me nauseous! I can have chocolate! ...that's about it.
Y'know... I've gotten used to being sick all the time these days. I can't stand or move around too much without getting dizzy and having to catch my breath, and I'm always in some kind of low-level pain, and I am always fucking exhausted, and that's on a good day, when I don't also have a cold or flulike symptoms or whatever the fuck. And I expect that lately, and just kind of shrug it off, but I'm actually stopping to think about it right now, and... okay, no, that is not normal.
...is it? I'm honestly having trouble convincing myself I'm not being a hypochondriac, here, but... Most people don't feel like this every single day, right?
However, deathplagues and dumb ways of injuring myself aside, today is still awesome, because
draegonhawke is making something to help me edit the cast list tables, and I have seen it, and it is as fantastic as magi is. I AM SO EXCITED....and now I'm going to go back to writing (okay, outlining) shit while buried under as many blankets as I have. And the animals. They're all on top of me too. Somehow. ...it's kind of weird and creepy, in an endearing way.