Well. It's 22:56 as I type this. The time when I would ideally be getting tired, ready to sleep for the night. But i'm not. I'm not in the least bit tired at all. Which annoys me because I have to be up at 9 tomorrow. Yes, I know, not early to you, but for someone who doesn't usually get to sleep until about 6 or 7, it's early.
Dentist appointment in the morning, fillings to do I think. Numbing, gum stabbing fun *rolleyes*
A vet appointment to follow. I love Frasier, but he doesn't half cost me a lot in vet bills.
Then I shall no doubt spend the rest of the day vomiting because of the dental work. I should explain, any kind of dental work makes me extremely nauseous, the touching of my teeth, hands and instruments in my mouth, the drilling and the stabbing. All causes anxiety and an accompanying upset stomach. Ew.
Oh, also, the lady from Julian Graves should be calling me tomorrow. Let's hope she remembers. The people from Accord housing failed yet again. I give up on them now. Bastards.
Well. Good night, here's hoping I sleep through some of it (Y)
Haha. Looks like boobies. ( . Y . )
Childish moment over.
I don't have to be grown up if I don't want to.
The silence is deafening, you know.
“When we truly realize that we are all alone is when we need others the most” - Ronald Anthony
