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maychorianUgh, I am sick. What wonderful timing, body o' mine. Didn't get sick all winter. Until now, when I must be out of my apartment tomorrow and still have far too much to do, packing and cleaning and all that fun stuff. I just feel so flipping weak. Carrying a few boxes up and down the stairs to my car had me feeling like I was about to pass out.
I want to sleep, but this may also not be the best idea. Last night I had stress dreams about the move, too, which seemed to be a combination of Sam and Dean being very, very angsty and strange references to D&D. Sample convo:
"So, you're absolutely sure that the planar elves are going to appear and eat all your stuff?"
"Yes, we must fumigate immediately!"
I don't know.
Also, my internet is already off at my place, which makes me somewhat depressed even though I asked for it to be turned off today. I'm posting this from my parents' house.
And now I must go back and pack some more.
I want to sleep, but this may also not be the best idea. Last night I had stress dreams about the move, too, which seemed to be a combination of Sam and Dean being very, very angsty and strange references to D&D. Sample convo:
"So, you're absolutely sure that the planar elves are going to appear and eat all your stuff?"
"Yes, we must fumigate immediately!"
I don't know.
Also, my internet is already off at my place, which makes me somewhat depressed even though I asked for it to be turned off today. I'm posting this from my parents' house.
And now I must go back and pack some more.
