23 July 2010 @ 09:20 pm
The universe is against me and I can't breathe. Do I want alcohol or allergy meds? This is a tough choice, you guys! Allergy meds will make me loopier than the alcohol, but I may be able to breathe. Maybe. Alcohol, if consumed in high enough doses, will just make me not care that my nose won't stop running.

I know, I know. My life, so hard.

I am totally going to work on the prompts from yesterday though. So possibly it's a degree of how cracked out you would like those to be.

In totally unrelated news: I want to see Inception. And Joseph Gordon-Levitt is nearly almost not 98% of the reason.
Current Music: I can't find the right music. I need something classic/broadway and I am failing
Current Mood: sick
11 July 2010 @ 10:11 pm
never liked you anyway  
I have cramps so bad, I sort of want to die. No, no, scratch that sort of. I want to die. It has to be less painful.

Instead of, you know, actively seeking to make that dream a reality, I ended up curling into a ball and taking a nap and some Midol. It wasn't much help. Instead, I dreamed about a Chris/Cory fic, because apparently my odd "No! DNW!" toward Glee RPF does not matter to my brain. (Chris Colfer is a baby, you guys, and while I realize logically that it's really no different than, IDK, Cash/Singer or early!Panic... I have no idea. Nothing. It makes no sense to me.) And it wasn't even the sort of thing that I could switch around to work as something else, because it was all about heatwaves, and rain storms, and being an actor from Canada stuck in L.A., and sort of in love, and trying to figure out how to live with who you are when the only thing anyone can say is, "hey, it's raining," like you weren't still dripping from being outside in it.

In conclusion: I hate all parts of my body. >:(
Current Mood: nauseated
Current Music: ryan adams