July 11th, 2009
Julia and I watched through Random Shoes on Torchwood.... that episode makes me tear up. I know a lot of people don't like it, but man, the ending gets me every time. Poor navel-gazing Eugene.
It's not even 12:30 and I'm already feeling done with today. My room's an inferno though, and there's no chance of sleeping in the living room with Rachael's friends here...
Oh, and I forgot to take my pills today. Brilliant. x.x
New icon; I foresee this one getting a lot of use.
- Mood:
annoyed
8 years of
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Averaging it out, that's 2.4 posts per day.
Damn, that's a lot of LiveJournal.
- Mood:
surprised
Not being able to find my glasses, less acceptable, but at least I knew where my backups were. Even if they do give me a headache.
Ugh, I just want to go back to sleep, which is bad. My dreams weren't even that cool. (Religious war... at camp? uh what.) It's just that flavor of day, I guess. But I have stuff to do... cleaning-up stuff. My parents are coming home tonight.
- Mood:
blank
( this is what I'm asking for, so obviously it's a spoiler in itself. )
Anyhoo. My parents are home now. I forgot to take my pills AGAIN so I'm going to do that a bit belatedly and go read Turn Coat some more. I was going to make a music post but I might do that later.
Google Chrome is awesome. I'm so glad I don't ever have to use Internet Explorer again, lol.
I'm going to be that one asshole and buck the trend. SPOIL ME FOR TORCHWOOD. Specifically, Anyhoo. My parents are home now. I forgot to take my pills AGAIN so I'm going to do that a bit belatedly and go read Turn Coat some more. I was going to make a music post but I might do that later.
Google Chrome is awesome. I'm so glad I don't ever have to use Internet Explorer again, lol.
- Mood:
cranky
Oh, Harry.
Maybe I need to limit my fiction intake for a while. Maybe just stick to TOS where the only ones who die for good are the redshirts.
Ugh, weepy. And I'm not even able to blame this on the hormones.
My dad said he'll take Julia and I to the Postsecret exhibit tomorrow if we're up by noon. Last day; I hope everything will still be up. I don't know how things like that work. I can't waste time being sad if it's half-dismantled, even getting to see part of it is better than nothing.
Updated my masterlists at
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Going to go to bed early, I think. Try and daydream my way into good dreams before I fall asleep.
eta: Oh wait, here:
- Mood:
melancholy