I've got a headache. My computer is dying. Again. I just hope it'll be okay till Christmas, so I can send it in and then go home and pick it up again when I get back. I should be doing stuff. Like, uni stuff. I'm exhausted. Feeling all tired and worn out. I've got the best plotbunny ever. (For real, this time) And I'm too tired/headachey/exhausted/blah to do it. I want to go to bed. I can't. Bleh.
You should be online, making me happy. But instead you just POST something and go away again.
And now I feel terrible for trying to guilt you into coming online. But even if you came online, I'd still be miserable company. So I'll just go and write a bit and wait till that one short thing I have to see starts on tv and then I'll go to bed and tomorrow I'll feel all better.
sorry for being so grumpy.
My computer is dying. Again. I just hope it'll be okay till Christmas, so I can send it in and then go home and pick it up again when I get back.
I should be doing stuff. Like, uni stuff.
I'm exhausted. Feeling all tired and worn out.
I've got the best plotbunny ever. (For real, this time) And I'm too tired/headachey/exhausted/blah to do it.
I want to go to bed.
I can't.
Bleh.
You should be online, making me happy.
But instead you just POST something and go away again.
And now I feel terrible for trying to guilt you into coming online. But even if you came online, I'd still be miserable company. So I'll just go and write a bit and wait till that one short thing I have to see starts on tv and then I'll go to bed and tomorrow I'll feel all better.
I love you. ♥
Can't wait to see you. T_T *wants to hug. now*