Oh Jesus. Today is one of those days I really shouldn’t have even left my bed. I should have stayed under the duvet, snoozing and continued reading fluffy Britin Fanfictions. (A couple of which I did add to the FanRecs page by the way). As it is, I got out of bed at 10, and things went downhill from there.
Oh Internet, why can’t I be a virtual being and just stay inside you all the time. We’d have a wonderful life, you and I. We could go everywhere and do everything and see everyone without the hassle of flights, there’d be no real awkward social interaction, and we could even laugh at silly memes along the way.
-sigh-
I’m not wishing my life away, I’m really not. I think it’s the glandular fever doing most of the talking on this entire blog lately to be honest, I don’t really feel like myself at all. I forget things, I can’t make decisions or formulate opinions that I agree with myself on…altogether I’m not functioning. I’m trying to throw myself into different projects, or even just to have a basic conversation with someone and connect with everything both I and they say, but it’s not really happening. There’s just no vibe today, so I’ll resign myself to that duvet and the Britin fanfics thanks.
Good old QaF. The one constant I can always depend on and go back to when stuff just doesn’t make sense.
