Oh yeah, I’m a snothead right now. The lovely relatives gave me a virus for Christmas. Thanks guys. So I’m hacking up gobs of green gook and blowing yellow and green strings out my nose. Ugh.
Two nights now I’ve woken up in the middle of the night choking and unable to get back to sleep. That scares me. Oh, not because I’m afraid I’ll choke to death. That would be too reasonable. But because I’m afraid I’ll get all manic if I don’t get my sleep.
Manic would feel better than this, though. So maybe I should just stop worrying about it. Good plan, chickie. Worry about global thermonuclear warfare or something instead.
Babbled by Immi.
"There is a difference between knowing the path and walking the path."
Entries (RSS)