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A Virus With Shoes
Oct. 25th, 2011 03:36 pmI'm on Tumblr now. Damn you, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
fay. DAMN YOU ALL TO HELL.
*ahem* Yeah, so I'm Thessalian on there, same as everywhere else. Follow if you wanna.
Beyond that ... lurgified. So very lurgified. Mostly this manifests in exhaustion but I refuse to sleep more than I already have because I have no desire to screw over my sleeping patterns more than they are usually. I ... kind of broke this resolution earlier when I decided to lie down with a book and some Criminal Minds as background noise and woke up three hours later with "Men at Arms" pressing my glasses into my face. Which is why I'm up and at the computer now; at least this way I'm unlikely to find myself wide awake at 1am because I slept through the entire damn day.
Not sure what to do with myself at the moment, though. Mostly now I'm just dicking around on Tumblr and Livejournal while hoping my lunch stays down. Though I find myself writing fanfic again - random acts of DA prompt filling right now, but I have to admit that getting even this peripherally involved in a fandom again is unnerving. After the whole Daria fandom BNF fiasco, I don't really want to get into that mess again. Then again, this seems a lot different, particularly in terms of community structure, so maybe I can actually just write and have a good time in this one. That'd be kind of nice. Plus it's good to unlimber the writing muscles again, as it were; it's been too long, what with one thing and another.
Blegh. If this sick feeling doesn't go away by MCM this weekend, I'm going to be intensely pissed off. Just saying. Though with the state of my health lately, I sometimes really do feel, in the words of Bill Hicks, like a virus with shoes. Or fuzzy slippers just now, but same basic thing.
fay. DAMN YOU ALL TO HELL.*ahem* Yeah, so I'm Thessalian on there, same as everywhere else. Follow if you wanna.
Beyond that ... lurgified. So very lurgified. Mostly this manifests in exhaustion but I refuse to sleep more than I already have because I have no desire to screw over my sleeping patterns more than they are usually. I ... kind of broke this resolution earlier when I decided to lie down with a book and some Criminal Minds as background noise and woke up three hours later with "Men at Arms" pressing my glasses into my face. Which is why I'm up and at the computer now; at least this way I'm unlikely to find myself wide awake at 1am because I slept through the entire damn day.
Not sure what to do with myself at the moment, though. Mostly now I'm just dicking around on Tumblr and Livejournal while hoping my lunch stays down. Though I find myself writing fanfic again - random acts of DA prompt filling right now, but I have to admit that getting even this peripherally involved in a fandom again is unnerving. After the whole Daria fandom BNF fiasco, I don't really want to get into that mess again. Then again, this seems a lot different, particularly in terms of community structure, so maybe I can actually just write and have a good time in this one. That'd be kind of nice. Plus it's good to unlimber the writing muscles again, as it were; it's been too long, what with one thing and another.
Blegh. If this sick feeling doesn't go away by MCM this weekend, I'm going to be intensely pissed off. Just saying. Though with the state of my health lately, I sometimes really do feel, in the words of Bill Hicks, like a virus with shoes. Or fuzzy slippers just now, but same basic thing.