kalpurna

SCREAM: I just looked up the lyrics to It's Warmer in the Basement for the first time, and oh my shit, Gabe Saporta, how are you so creepy? AAaaaAAHhh. I am genuinely weirded out.

I ate an upsetting amount of food last night, for some reason. I mean, I'm no slouch with the portion sizes normally, but this was the first time I can remember literally lying in bed clutching my distended stomach and willing myself to digest. Just a note, to those of you who might consider it: consuming an order of potstickers, an order of Thai curried chicken, some rice, three quarters of a gallon of milk, an entire pint of Ben & Jerry's, nineteen olives, a small packet of Hostess mini donuts, and half a bag of pretzels, all over the course of a single evening, results in not as much fun as one might anticipate.

Today, after very little sleep, I woke up with a horrific migraine. I'm pretty sure these incidents are unrelated, but jeez, this has not been a banner day for my body. Oh, and I got my period, too, that was fantastic. This Pete/Patrick kissing booth ficlet made me feel a little bit better, once I could look at a backlit screen without my brain trying to crawl out my ears.

Hey, does anyone want any music? We can do the comment with a number between 1 and 3235 meme, if you like.

1. Since I had to write two papers for today, I figured it was probably wise to wait until 9:30 last night to think about what my thesis statements should be. Good times.

2. Biting all my nails down to the quick so that they bled, that was a fun one. It's hard to type with bandaids on all ten fingers, I'll tell you that much for free. I normally don't bite my nails, but when I do, I guess I really give it my all.

3. Going to classes wearing ballet flats without socks. In the snow.

Hey I did get a 102% on my phonetics test though that was cool (even though I hate phonetics with every fiber of my being and wish it would just die die die)

Aaand now I'm going to bed. Probably my best move all day, honestly.