give it up

[cimorene]

my hand is cold and sore; random bits of my back are itchy; and my stomach makes weird pains when i move. or breathe. or. whatever. no, i don't know. it has to do with hunger and the lack thereof and the suckiness of medication and essentially, precious, i am just missssserable. um, wait, there was one more thing, wasn't there. oh, bloody hell, i don't remember. oh, and now the hand's cramping too. i'm getting withdrawn. withdrawal. no, both, they're two separate things. but i *do* need sleep. getting weepy and irritable. can feel it happening. let's let this pros story have a happy ending to balance the wit-dulling mediocrity of that last holmes/watson, shall we?