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Previous - this entry written on June 09, 2002 at 2:48 am - Next I'm home... Ustal, Yahoo is being an evil bastard on this machine; I'll check for messages when I stop by to see Spike, grab my CD burner, and hopefully get my altar stuff back from Grr - who may or may not be reading this so I need to call her first... someone remind me of all this? Please? I'm home, and I'm alive... and gods, but this hurts. *sigh* I've already taken more meds today than I should - again - and I still want more because dammit, It Still Hurts. *arghs* Tired too, and I am going to be sleeping in what was Eamon's room for the first time. *blinks a bit* Hrm. I think there's something I need to put in a different place, suddenly... *pads off to bury her thoughts elsewhere, amid colors and tears and such* It's an odd night. Morning. Whatever-the-fuck. Unless you've got alcohol, painkillers, or are damned amusing, bugger off... because I'm likely to be bitchy. I must be about to start my period, I've been PMS-ing for two+ days now. Evil. VERY evil. *chuckles darkly*
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