It's really unfair to drag a man through all this with me... one who might be falling head-over-heels for me.
...A lover, no problem. A boyfriend.... well.
Something's not right.
I'm upset and I don't want to see anyone, talk to anyone.
I needed more time to recover, after coming home...
I haven't gone to school yet. I need to. I can't, not right now. I don't know what's wrong.
Yahoo seems to have been having some problems. The messages are showing up in my inbox just fine, but the notifications to the messenger have been going astray... and now they're taking the plunger to the server, and messages that I got yesterday are whizzing in now.
I need to adjust to being human, to being me, after being in Earth Angel mode so long.
Yakky accepts me as I seem to be, as he sees me to be. Darkside Knows me as I am.
Uncle John (technically my great-uncle) would say this every morning: "Shit shit shit. Shit crap and corruption. May prostitution prosper, and sonofabitch become a household word."
I remember how Storm would stop every morning walking out of the henhouse, look around, and scream. I think that those two might have gotten on with each other...
Somebody's feeling toxic tonight.
Yakky let me know that one of my classmates said that I'd missed a midterm. Told him I was feeling too lousy to care... and if he nagged me about it, he'd be feeling too lousy to care too.
Yep, a palpable threat.
Threatening my boyfriend is not a good way to go.
I'm grouchy and angry and I don't want to be touched and I don't want to be around people... so of course I asked him to come over and give me hugs. Because that's one of the very few things that sometimes works...
The place where Nephew had been going, every now and then recently, and more frequently in the past, ever since we've been living here... he will no longer go there.
One of the kids was talking cheerfully about a bong, and... that's the sort of friend we don't need him making.
How does the feel of a scientist-mage differ from the feel of a mage who is artistic, or religious?
#5 is also known as Montezuma's Revenge, and other things that are not pleasant, having to do with sitting on the Porcelain God, and wondering how much intestinal lining you're losing this time.
Ice cream is a common source of #5 for me, if I eat it without remembering the happy milk-friendly pills.