Wearing: Um. Clothes. Same ones as last time, actually. What? It's not
that weird.
Hair: an utter mess; I'd like to say it's "elegantly disheveled," but no, it's not. It's just a mess.
Eating: I just had some strawberry frosting that was leftover from my birthday. It's only been two days over two weeks since it got opened. I shouldn't get sick from that.
Drinking: Alternating water and Mello Yello Zero.
Thinking: Why does my body hate me? With it feeling like this for days on end I know I ought to rest but dammit I don't want to. I want to exercise and get fit. I want to be able to run and enjoy it again. Stop being a pansy, body! Stop contradicting me!
Feeling: Mostly good and happy, aside from aches and a crampy stomach. On second thought, when my stomach isn't well, I probably shouldn't have eaten icing that's technically beyond the "use by" thingie... oh well.
Talking to: I'm kinda chatting in skype to some people, I think?
Listening to: the sounds of my dad's football game in the other room cos I haven't turned any music on yet cos I'm apparently super lame
Watching: nothing at the moment, but FTWD was AWESOME earlier
Loving: stuff, thangs
Hating: stupid body, stupid haters, stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid auhtygfryhaduijoeshylbifdnkljgaihoutes;dfhjokvjirheguFDS;JLAKVIUFJOKSBHGLI;OJDLK
Wanting: I don't drink often, but I want alcohol right now. I do not know why. I just really want a strawberry daiquiri or a hard root beer. But I dun has any
Waiting for: a magic spell to fix this dumb body of mine
Weather: nice, pleasant, and dark enough that my vampire blood isn't boiling in the sunlight
Time: the time is.... very late
Hoping: I won't start being mopey again tonight
Situation: okay I guess, except for a few things