I'm seriously happy about this. ICQ is back. MSN is functional. I can be online for hours WITHOUT pop-up banners and stupid Juno running in the background and hogging system resources.

I need to get to the bank to put in the money to PAY for said 'net connection. Gotta do that today - yesterday got there JUST after they closed. Evil bank people. Also gotta get more sugarstuffs, my body is refusing to keep anything down except skittles and teryaki. I hate my stomach.

I am trying to figure out how I'm going to manage doing all this - see, driving on vicodin is bad. And I am on my last vicodin now because my body is evil.

I'm not supposed to masturbate for two weeks, cos it does bad things. Well, guess what? Two wet dreams in what, two days? Something like that. So I get to wake up having dreamed about sex, dripping wet, and ACHING LIKE NOBODY'S BUSINESS. Not fun. Not fair. Not nice. It should STOP. *sighs* Unfortunately, as long as I'm getting nothing in the way of satisfaction irl, my dreams get invaded. My body is VERY determined that Jax should have orgasms. Not that I normally mind this, but right now... yeah.

Ow.

Must go... bank is calling. Evil bank. They never have as much fun with the money as ~I~ would have had. Such a waste.