Ok… well. Hello, depression.
It had to happen eventually. Happiness is fleeting. Yannoe… just got to wait it out. Wait for tomorrow. Tears in the fabric of my routine. I can’t stray. Just one more week. *sigh* (That’s technically not true… it’s more like 4 more weeks with session F… but can’t think too far in advance or I’ll break down)
The last thing I need right now is loss of vigor. I need it…
Randomly I’d like to say I love my twin’s blogging style. Mad props Victorialee(: Reading her entries inspires me to become a better writer even if her entries are just the mad ramblings of a growing woman. Much Looove to her, man. Seriously.
There are a million things I need to be doing right now. With no motivation to be found. ):
My mother is coming over this weekend… good thing/bad thing? I’m unsure. A little scared, maybe. Things could turn badly so quickly.
So far TODAY three people I follow on Twitter have complained about not being at Comicon. I like noticing trends. Just like everyone was twittering about Dr. Horrible. (Still have no idea who that is or why it’s so cool…)
/end rambling. This is most uninteresting.
