Bailing

Okay, so I've been off the Net for several nights. No need to panic, or anything.

I haven't been in the mood. I'm still not in the mood. But guess what? When I'm not in the mood, people worry and shit. I need this now? If you're worried, get on the goddamn phone and don't wait for me to be dead or some shit.

Thessaly

Fuck fuck FUCK!

When Dumb-Ass Coincidences And Typing Habits Bring Mayhem:

Thessaly: ...She's at the Green Tortoise Seattle?
Ryu: did not need to know that.
Thessaly: Oh. Fuck. Sorry.
Ryu: did not need to think about her
Ryu: later
[Ryu] signed off at 01:04:53.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK!

On the one hand, given my "career options", it's probably good that I type what goes through the front part of my brain without higher thought processes being involved. On the other hand, how the fuck can I deal with the fact that I accidentally blurted out where his much-pined-for ex has been staying, even if it is the Seattle branch of where Neko stayed in San Francisco last year? Am I that much of a goddamn moron?

Yes. Yes I am. This is where I desperately want to be anywhere but on this lump of a planet, breathing the valuable oxygen.

Oh, Christ, would the next person who talks to him tell him I'm sorry? If my brain had been remotely engaged... Look, just ... I'm sorry, all right?

Did I get put on this stupid lump of rock just to say the wrong thing at the wrong time? I'd sooner die than hurt him, and now I've gone and done the latter again!

Christ, I do not deserve to be here.

Thessaly

Miserable screaming pain.

I've hurt worse. I know I have. But damn, that doesn't help as much as it should.

A) How the fuck does one cripple oneself with a laptop? I wrote for hours at a time with it on my lap. Somehow, having my left leg in the same position with a fairly heavy weight on it for hours on end has made it impossible for me to move said leg without screaming pain. Can't straighten it, can't bend it too far ... God, it hurts.

B) Sunburn. Heatstroke. This is England. This is wrong.

C) I went to sleep at half past six. I woke up at ten. I am an idiot.

Thessaly