Dec. 8th, 2003

hollow eyed

Dec. 8th, 2003 08:37 am
whitereflection: (don'tfsck)
Thank various deities for Pepsi Twist. Actually, the taste is kind of ugh this time of morning, but criminy, how I need the caffeine-sugar right now. Need that bad bad... *slumps* Slept for crap last night--was tired, tried to get to sleep at a semi-decent time. But I kept waking up constantly, was restless and dreaming stupid computer crap again (ie. AIM stuff, and almost symbolic in the way I couldn't keep up with the new messages I was getting). I shoulda just given up and gotten up, instead of wasting time on the barely sleeping thing. So dead this am...very very...am not quite sure how I'm gonna get through work (augh, docs desk today), class, studying, etc... Ohman...we gotta do Bebop's injection tonight, too. *dreads*

I wanna go home. Wanna sleep. Wanna buy Akiyoshi doujinshi (okay, so that's unrelated, but still, I wanna...*counts down days until having money in late January*). Man...am infected by Katkat's Garfield-esque I Hate Monday-ness.

Hmmph...I need something cute and fuzzy and snuggly. Did find some good XParrot ficcage last night, but I need something more than that. Need some warmfuzzy InuKai or MomoKai loveness. *sighs* And I need to quit obsessing on that Kuja pic of Katkat's. God, what I'd do if I ever found a woman who looked like that...(yeah, I know Kuja's allegedly male...a-lleg-ed-ly~). Okay, so that was an unrelated tangent. And here's another one--the Shatner interview of Space Ghost: Coast to Coast on last night was the fscking best that show's ever done. It. Is. Teh. Love. Need quotes from it. Need.

Seven days...seven long/short days until all this school crap is done...until the second week of January. *flails* Another year and a half...or so. -_-;;

And Foamy teh Squirrel r0xx0rz. I need to find the link to post here.
whitereflection: (Default)
Feel so off today. Kind of disconnected-like. I know part of it's just lack of sleep, but have been feeling that way for a while now--like I'm trying and screwing up, like with each person I'm not doing or saying quite the right thing, and it's coming off all wrong. Maybe I'm trying too hard, and it's ending up forced, like when someone attempts a joke they shouldn't and it falls flat or when they act like they're cute and they're not. Or it's just a symptom of something I've been getting tripped up by--that I'm not just physically clumsy, but intellectually, mentally, emotionally, socially so as well. More often than not I'm bungling and tripping over myself. And coming off insincere, fake, unsympathetic, uncompassionate, and dimwitted.

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