Cimorene

okay. skipped dinner last night and breakfast this morning, and for lunch had... wheat bran and raisins. less than a quarter of the way into a flower-shaped cheeseburger, had to stop. not nauseated, thank god, but no tastebuds, apparently. just. no appetite. goddamned medicine. i feel the need to punish myself.

i know! i will read frankenstien standing up for 2.5 hours!!!![edit--tell me i didn't misspell frankenstein. no no no. *whine* almost misspelled it AGAIN! sob. want nap. and slash. and not work. not ESSAY. essay SUCKS. 8 pages of fiction over 8 pages of lit crit ANY DAY, thank you. *whine*]

*checks for enthusiasm re/going to work: no.* well. it was worth a try.

good things: water fountains
bad things: essays
good things: slash
bad things: gothic novels.

i fear i could go on about this at length. must close computer... must!

[edit--lisa's bf is predicting the pattern of his and lisa's future baldness. hahahahahahah.]