Same sh*t, different day

Not much to report over here at Casa!Phnee. It's still work-sleep-gym and forays into fandom. Aren't you glad you asked? ;)

I have been getting a lot of weird headaches this summer, and I'll be damned if I can figure out why. They're not-quite-migraines, not-quite-tension-headaches. I spend a lot of the time feeling queasy, and really? I would rather take blinding pain over queasy any day. I *hate* that. No, really, I do.

I have decided that the cats are maybe bulimic or something. Never have I seen so much cat puke as in the last few weeks. I'm trying to figure out which gods I pissed off, that this has become my life. They've puked on the bed twice this summer.

In a more random, Phnee-is-an-emo-princess news, almost everyone I know is married and having babies, and I am feeling a wee bit left behind in the domestic bliss department. I am thrilled for my friends, but the selfish, emo princess part of me is whining "But why can't I have that too?!?" To which the more practical part of me always answers: "Maybe if you weren't doing the work-sleep-gym thing and actually had a social life, that wouldn't be a problem."

In short: MEOW!

Anyway, move along, nothing to see here. These aren't the droids you are looking for. ;)

I have a post about work to write, but it needs to go under f-lock (because, y'know, work), and it's probably going to be even more emo and angsty than this post, and right now I'm going to go in search of something to maybe try to get rid of this headache.

Happy trails, y'all!

To clarify

Okay, that last post came out a LOT whinier than I intended.

For the record, I am okay. I'm just in a bit of a holding pattern, made necessary by the fact that I'm trying to make some major changes in my life, and all my energy is going into that. So the rest of my life has settled into a really quiet routine that has me mostly withdrawn from a lot of social contact IRL.

Anyway, yes.

Peace out, everyone. :)