What are you thinking?

Well darn, meeting a group of guys at 1pm to see if they'd be willing to let me rent out their open room. Technically a good thing, but means I'll miss the Euro Final. Would've asked them if they could do dinner instead, but y'know, really need an apartment for next year...


Oh well, guess I'll try to avoid spoilers and watch the replay.

 

I love the Shrek 2 soundtrack!!

 

(*hug*)

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Fuck, I don't want to leave the house today. I gotta mod the trans group (STILL haven't found someone to take over) and while shit's calmer, I just don't feel up to it. Barely slept anyway.

I just wanna work, jog, and eat sugar cookies (I baked!). I'm in that weird mode where I actually feel somewhat okay but I didn't, for lack of a better term, pack enough spoons for the picnic.

 

Aw thank you :< (*hug*)

 

Your resident Schwarzgelben bastard is bitching again

I'm not even watching the final. I can't stand either team in it. It would be like me watching Bayern vs Schalke; I'd be sitting there the whole game going "Fuuuck both of yoooooou "

My Sunday's already frustrating enough. I don't need to watch a game with two teams I detest. I'll look up the score after it's done, or more than likely one of the football groups I follow on FB will post the ending.

I hope it ends in a penalty shootout. Because penalty shootouts are terrible and so are both teams in the final.

 

Oh yeah, I watched Patrik Age 1,5. Another great movie

 

I got out of that fucking meeting! (!) (!) Now to actually step down.

 

My back is killing me, but I don't know when or if I popped one of my pills today. I'm tired as fuck again, and I still can't tell what kind it is.

Is this some sort of vitamin deficiency?
Is this the "death sounds nice" sort of tired?
Or am I just numb?

I'm not able to see my doctor until next month (she has a ton of patients), so I'm not sure what the fuck I'm going to do. I hope my endo will seriously let me just get my labs up here, since I'm not prepared to have an emotional breakdown if I accidentally let something slip about feeling like bottom of the barrel shit for most of the year so far. Seven months of chronically feeling like a void is so much fun--not.

 

Well, something got deleted.

 

I would like to quit my job and continue with university, I also would like to be an sctuve member on this site

 

Good. Now the Euros are over. Now that

Spoiler

the undeserving Portugal, who once again failed to get it done in regulation time, gets to take their very undeserved title home

can I stop hearing about fucking Antoine Griezmann every five minutes?

Seriously, I'm about to fly to France and kick him in the nuts so hard he'll be wearing them for a hat. Make that into a non-stop news story.

 

I'm thinking about how loud my dog is.

 

Like every single other writer on the planet, I have a love/hate relationship with deadlines. I'd probably never get anything done if I didn't have a deadline.

Worst part's when you realize you're about to miss a deadline for an online magazine cause you're dumb with calendars.

 

I didn't realize how much I needed this until now

 

Going swimming tomorrow at the lake. Gonna do some laps for cardio. Then I'm gonna have a barefoot run a few miles. I might even make it a full day and bring food. There's also a lot of cherry trees and wild raspberries on my way home which are perfect for restoring some energy if I get tired.

 

If I'd gotten to use that, I would've for sure actually went to my trans group today. I have no regrets canceling. Got to work and work out. Today's not a terrible day

 

I guess there's a first for everything. Watching the CFL again, and on a quarterback sneak play, two flags.

Offisdes on the offense, offsides on the defense. Those penalties offset, replay third down.

 

O.K, now I'm tempted to make one of those.

 

Good thing I didn't eat the peruvian sheiks kebabs at the party, apparently the meat was guinea pig! Now my mother and sister are considering becoming vegetarian and regret eating mystery meat. One of the few times being a picky eater comes in handy I guess.

 

Wow it's already 5 pm.