cimorene

i'm not tired enough to need to sleep for several hours more, yet the meds have attacked me. my eyes really hurt and i keep having to blink every second. all right, already, i give in, fuckers!

so the non-solid diet is not yet becoming really irritating. i had two containers of yogurt and some broth yesterday, and the same today, except i also had a mug of coffee with vanilla icecream. and after dinner, some random crack in the atmosphere made me mix up a soup-boul sized mug of instant coffee and dissolve reese's cup icecream and whipped cream in it. thank god i left out the sprinkles; needless to say, it was inedible.

NOTE TO MONSTERS UNDER THE BED: i'm so totally not afraid of you that it would be amusing, except that i'm too calm to be amused. yes. so there's no use whatsoever.

--do you think that sort of thing works? because it really ought to. being manipulative in a more sophisticated way is just exhausting, even the thought of it, and i use it all up on my family. i'd really rather just let sally beat people up and flame them for me. i know she'd be willing to. goddamn unfair life with its consequences for actions!

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