Thank goodness for western medicine oh my gosh.

And now someone from work found me on a dating website.

Oh god.

Abort. Abort!

Today I binged on SVU, curled my hair, learned how to tango and salsa, and caught up on Game of Thrones.

And I still feel unaccomplished.

I don’t know if I even want to go to any more cons this year.

I’m exhausted and everything hurts.

It’s not like I’d be missed, anyway.

My birthday is on Saturday and I still have no idea what I’m doing.


I think I’ll just stay in bed.
Or go to a friend’s going away party.

I dunno.

Twenty-three isn’t looking to be a noteworthy age anyway.

I drove past an airport last night and I had an overwhelming urge to run in and catch the first flight to anywhere.

I crave a change.

Cutting right to the chase, aren’t ya Johnny boy?

Cutting right to the chase, aren’t ya Johnny boy?

I broke a needle on my machine and almost stabbed through my finger trying to replace it.

I can’t even have a quiet night in without causing injury to myself wtf.

…I guess I’m going to Indianapolis in August?

That’ll be interesting.

I’ve never been to a state that isn’t directly attached to California. And I’ll be getting paid!

OhmyGOD someone actually un-ironically called me m’lady on okcupid I am beyond done.