Morning, and the Absence of Breakfast
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I want to lay you down on a bed of roses / but tonight I sleep on a bed of nails / I want to be just as close as the holy ghost is / and lay you down / on a bed of roses...

I'm in the mood for sad and sentimental (which I have just re-typed five times and at this point feel I should be spelling it with a 'y') music. I want to listen to Bed of Roses, Strawberry Gashes, Bottle...

...and most of all, more than anything else, I want the Wishfire cd back. Not being able to listen to that is really starting to get to me. *shivers*

One more day. Tomorrow Kadin arrives. There's a lot of people who have never met him and I'm looking forward to showing him off. My worries... ehh. They are still there. I'm just getting a little better at ignoring them since hey, it won't matter how fat/sick/tired/confused I am because I'll be too busy f'ing TWITCHING to care. Yes, I woke up in the middle of the night. Yes, I'm fairly sure it was the fact that for a few minutes I couldn't STOP twitching that woke me. Yes, I'm taking my Dylantin... but it seems somewhat less than effective just now. I point-blank REFUSE to be girl-in-hospital while Kadin's down.

Ehh. I'm going to clean a bit more while I and my stomach debate a peanut butter and jam sandwich.

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