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It is fucking HOT!!!!!
I hate hate HATE hot weather. It makes me wilt like a very unattractive begonia.
Me, summarised in as few words as I can muster: hot (duh), busy, depressed, kinda guilt-ridden.
Am on self-imposed withdrawal from nastyevilhorrid!drugs which haven't been doing anything for me for months except fuck with my moods and cause evil discontinuation side effect-type symptoms.
What does that mean? I feel like crap on a stick.
I have loads and loads of updating to do about the truly fantabulous weekend I had up at The Shack,
fearsclave's country place, but I can't summon the energy to do it. Of course, it doesn't help that every time I sit in front of my computer I start dripping sweat. Oh, or else I get dizzy or nauseous or all of the above. :P
Stupid weather.
Stupid pills.
Stupid orcs.
I can't go to
angelevangeline's graduation this weekend, and I have to phone her and tell her. More guilt. It's fucking $200 for bus fare to get to Oshawa! I don't have $200 to my name right now... then I have to pay rent and pay for my car... oh, and maybe eat... *cries*
She's going to be so disappointed and so hurt, and it just kills me.
I hate doing this to my friends. I hate being a flighty flake, but in this case it's something I have to do consciously in order to keep my stupid finances in order.
I can't go by car (it would cost about the same in gas, if not more), definitely can't go by train or plane, because it's more expensive. Could someone please tell me why fiscal responsibility sucks so much? *beats head against wall*
More later.
Oh, and yes, more insomnia tonight! Yay! Nothing like being awake at 4am in a stiflingly hot apartment to put one in a good mood.
I hate hate HATE hot weather. It makes me wilt like a very unattractive begonia.
Me, summarised in as few words as I can muster: hot (duh), busy, depressed, kinda guilt-ridden.
Am on self-imposed withdrawal from nastyevilhorrid!drugs which haven't been doing anything for me for months except fuck with my moods and cause evil discontinuation side effect-type symptoms.
What does that mean? I feel like crap on a stick.
I have loads and loads of updating to do about the truly fantabulous weekend I had up at The Shack,
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Stupid weather.
Stupid pills.
Stupid orcs.
I can't go to
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She's going to be so disappointed and so hurt, and it just kills me.
I hate doing this to my friends. I hate being a flighty flake, but in this case it's something I have to do consciously in order to keep my stupid finances in order.
I can't go by car (it would cost about the same in gas, if not more), definitely can't go by train or plane, because it's more expensive. Could someone please tell me why fiscal responsibility sucks so much? *beats head against wall*
More later.
Oh, and yes, more insomnia tonight! Yay! Nothing like being awake at 4am in a stiflingly hot apartment to put one in a good mood.
Re: vicarious coolness... does this help? :)
Date: 2003-06-27 03:31 am (UTC)I now officially have to hate you, you understand. I've been reduced to sitting directly in front of my fan with very little clothing on in order to maintain any degree of coolness.
My cats are PANTING for Heavens' sake! It's 6am here and my cats are PANTING!!!!!
*melts into gooey puddle on ground*
Re: vicarious coolness... does this help? :)
Date: 2003-06-27 03:54 am (UTC)