blearghhhhhhh
Aug. 17th, 2005 08:16 amPlease. Kill me now. Gah. So tired. So. Very. Tired.
I keep telling myself I have to get up and get moving. I need to brush my teeth, feed the beast, pack a gym bag for tonight, pack my lunch. And you know, not kill myself because that's too many damn things.
Possibly this music is inappropriate for me this morning. I should put on something pop-y and perky but I think I'd have to hurt something.
Fuck. I have 15min to do the above. I suppose continuing to sit here isn't going to help.
Wah. Wah. Wah.
I keep telling myself I have to get up and get moving. I need to brush my teeth, feed the beast, pack a gym bag for tonight, pack my lunch. And you know, not kill myself because that's too many damn things.
Possibly this music is inappropriate for me this morning. I should put on something pop-y and perky but I think I'd have to hurt something.
Fuck. I have 15min to do the above. I suppose continuing to sit here isn't going to help.
Wah. Wah. Wah.
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Date: 2005-08-17 04:21 pm (UTC)I need an "exhausted" icon.
I blame myself, mostly.
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Date: 2005-08-17 05:55 pm (UTC)Exhausted icons are fun. And all-too useful.
I blame myself, mostly.
I blame you, too.
(It's that or take responsibility myself. *grin*)