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betIf I had a boyfriend, I'd so give this to him And then call myself Medusa and threaten to petrify him - though I doubt it'd be very threatening! :D
Beautifully Freudian.
Since I'm here I feel like I should update but I just have nothing happy fun to say so it'll have to wait until May. Or June.
Financial ruin yay. Scariest withdrawals of meds ever: I thought I'd die, for serious! It felt like weird seizures, the first one was almost pleasant and then it was just seizure scary crap. I was all ready to call 112 (our 911) and was lamenting that I'd slept naked...
Also, school failings of woe. Car is about to die on us. Everyone seems to have cancer right now. All I do is sleep, depression has been so bad this semester that I've pretty much fucked up everything that can be fucked up.
In happier news but still scares the crap out of me - I'm joining this program thing in town - to break my social isolation and try to get back out there. I also made the yummiest cake ever (which is also a bad thing because I'm home alone and the damn thing is almost finished... *pets giant belly*). The bunnies are ridiculous and ridiculously cute. I had awesome vampire dreams and uhm... yeah. Roleplay is the only part of my life that's keeping me going at the moment. I had these kind of seriously messed up want to die but don't want to die moments and all I could think was, "but who would write so and so!?" Ahhh my priorities are speshul.
Skip the lj-cut stuff, seriously. No fun in there :D
But seriously, those boxers! Who wants to be my boyfriend so I can make bad kraken jokes about them? Sam Worthington lookalikes more than welcome to apply! Must like fat girls and rabbits and not mind how insanely messed up I am and slobby and ... emotional unstable.
Benefits include Kraken boxers, cake and awesome sense of humor!
Beautifully Freudian.
Since I'm here I feel like I should update but I just have nothing happy fun to say so it'll have to wait until May. Or June.
Financial ruin yay. Scariest withdrawals of meds ever: I thought I'd die, for serious! It felt like weird seizures, the first one was almost pleasant and then it was just seizure scary crap. I was all ready to call 112 (our 911) and was lamenting that I'd slept naked...
Also, school failings of woe. Car is about to die on us. Everyone seems to have cancer right now. All I do is sleep, depression has been so bad this semester that I've pretty much fucked up everything that can be fucked up.
In happier news but still scares the crap out of me - I'm joining this program thing in town - to break my social isolation and try to get back out there. I also made the yummiest cake ever (which is also a bad thing because I'm home alone and the damn thing is almost finished... *pets giant belly*). The bunnies are ridiculous and ridiculously cute. I had awesome vampire dreams and uhm... yeah. Roleplay is the only part of my life that's keeping me going at the moment. I had these kind of seriously messed up want to die but don't want to die moments and all I could think was, "but who would write so and so!?" Ahhh my priorities are speshul.
Skip the lj-cut stuff, seriously. No fun in there :D
But seriously, those boxers! Who wants to be my boyfriend so I can make bad kraken jokes about them? Sam Worthington lookalikes more than welcome to apply! Must like fat girls and rabbits and not mind how insanely messed up I am and slobby and ... emotional unstable.
Benefits include Kraken boxers, cake and awesome sense of humor!