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First. *bashes lj for being so fucked up right now*

Second. Wrote three pages (a bit over a thousand words)...yay. Yeah, I'd be more enthused if my body wasn't breaking down.

Third. Just finished Sandman. Again, would be more enthused if not for the second part of the last point.

Fourth. My head hurts. As in, whole head. Jaw, all of it. Not a throbbing headache that makes me want to die, I'd just rather not have a head right now.

Fifth. I'm kind of sad right now. I know why, and I know it's fucking irrational, but I am and that probably won't change for a bit.

Sixth. I should totally be in bed right now. But right now, my bed is a couch because my actual bed is covered with garbage bags full of stuff I cleared off my floor. And my sister is in the living room doing stuff, thus no sleep for me.

Sigh. I could sleep on my floor, I guess.

Happy fucking new year.

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The things I've been trying not to think about for months (years?) now slipped in last night, when I was hovering between sleep and awake. I guess that makes sense, considering what they are, that they'd surface in the (stealing a term from Sandman) 'soft places'. And given that I wasn't quite awake, I couldn't do what I wanted to and run from them. So I had to let them run their course. And they did, and I when I fully woke up, I was feeling almost okay.

I don't know if that's progress or just luck.

*sigh*

Made her look a little like a milit'ry man...

I'm in a random mood.

So, question for anyone who feels like answering: at this given moment, what is your favorite Beatles song?

Right now (and pretty much all the time) mine is Lovely Rita. Always has been, really, since...like, pre-middle school. Which...probably says something about me.