title: Around the Reckless Magic of Your Youth
rating: PG
summary: Five Julys of bickering, banter and badness.
fandom: Ocean's 11
words: 2,500
notes: For musesfool for her birthday! I'm only a fourth of the year late! And thanks, as always, to luzdeestrellas for the beta gig.


( Around the Reckless Magic of Your Youth )

HAHA

So, I went to the dentist today, and he just had to do some fillings, but I'm back to hating the bastard. He talked about church so I couldn't hear Gilmore Girls, and then, then... Well, I don't know what he did, but fucking ow. My whole face hurts. All of it!

Naturally I felt the solution to this was to come home and go to bed and not blink until five. It was a good plan, you know, except for waking up in a lot of pain. To be yelled at to eat. I can't eat. My mouth hurts. Woe.

BUT. Now I've got 800 milligrams of Motrin and 84754574 milligrams of sugar and caffeine, because omgchocolatecoffee. Plus, you know, like a zillion hours of TV on tonight and my whole thing where I don't have sugar or caffeine often may have affected me kind of more than I thought because I can't sit still or focus. (Not like I can't focus on things to see them, like my mind is jumpy. Should make tv fun tonight. OH! Tuesday TV round up letters. Yay.) I'm shaking. Huh. It's possible I should attempt food, but I don't want to. You know why? Yes, chocolatecoffee, that's it exactly. Yum.

Food is overrated and hurty.

I'm not sure if it's the Motrin or the chocolatecoffee* but damn I feel better now. Well, I'm awake, at any rate. And not whining. At the moment. Hmmm.

I want more. Alas, alas.



* chocolatecoffee** is TM me
** 1 package hot chocolate mix, a little chocolate syrup, a few packets of French Vanilla creamer, some half and half and sugar, (or, well, Splenda, because I was trying to be good) and then coffee on top of that. Seriously people. BESTEVEROMG. ::bounces::