urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:linden_dryad~*~ When She Wishes ~*~...she wishes for less ways to wish for, more ways to work toward it...Lindsay2007-04-30T19:02:27Zurn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:linden_dryad:83251Very Un-Good.2038-01-19T03:14:07Z2007-04-30T19:02:27ZI have been feeling so shitty for the past few days! And nothing really normal that I could just define/treat/ignore. I fell over yesterday morning from lack of blood-sugar I suppose and dizziness, something which I haven't done for quite a while. It was almost every night/morning when I was in high school. I've had an absolutely pounding headache which has left me not wanting to move (it's mostly gone now though thank goodness) and I feel really lethargic and heavy. And boiling hot. <br /><br />I couldn't sleep last night until really late and then I slept in by 2 hours even though I had shit to do this morning. Like my laundry. Which is starting to achieve a really high level of lame. Uncomfortable undies, Matt's socks, shirts that don't fit so well...but thankfully Matt washed me some of my pants while I was at work one night, probably because he's sick of me constantly wearing my pajamas at home and then going to work in dirty pants covered in coffee.<br /><br />Yeah I'm kind of disgusting. Hopefully I will be able to fall asleep by 12 or at least before 1, get up bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, do my laundry, further neaten the ruins that are our apartment, and re-dread my frazzled hair.<br /><br />Otherwise I will simply continue turning into a wild creature and will go off and live in a forest. I will either become a dryad and live in a tree for the rest of my days or shrink down into a fox and scurry off to places only foxes know. It might be alright. No matter what happens the future looks pretty decent.