anonymousblueberry: Brendan from Thought Crimes holding an icepack to his head (Icepacks are Brendan's must have item)
I'm mostly over on Tumblr these days on account of pretty things and a rampant lack of desire to say anything to anyone apart from inane squee. But some days I do need to whinge...

*cries* I have been useless all day today. I got in late last night after gaming, went to bed with a nosebleed, slept through all my alarms and woke up with a stinking headache. I was forced out of bed by some overly cheerful charity person banging on my door. Headache did not go away.

I read lots, did nothing, and eventually crawled up the shop for food.

Had pasta and sauce and garlic bread, which I knew would make me ill, but I wanted it so I ate it. And now I still feel like utter shit. Fuck you parsley. Why must you be so fucking cruel?

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