So yeah. Nothing's happening anyway. At least, not this week. I've been tired and vaguely ill for the last couple of days. Something to do with the dog waking me up at 3 and 3:30 in the morning when I'm supposed to wake up just before 4:30. Not good. Not good at all. Mostly, I've wanted to die.
Last night was the first night I got a good amount of sleep. I lay there until about 11 wondering "what the fuck is WRONG with my BODY?" Here I was in bed just after 10 and I couldn't sleep. Nevermind that I was freakin' tired as hell AND took a couple of sleeping pills. Other than THAT, though. What ever. It made me mad. And then I passed out. Only to wake up every hour to pee. I drank too much water, trying not to be sick....
So I'm still tired as hell. And today's a busy day. Which means I'm going to be tired, still, when I return home. Which means I will almost certainly take a nap upon my return.
Which pretty much puts me out of the running for even TRYING to get together with ANYone.
Basically, I'm probably going to be celibate until I leave here. Unless darling Keith shows up before I leave. Or Trian keeps acting right. Maybe.
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